Neelakasham Pachakadal
Three weeks into dream job, which required me to relocate to the middle of nowhere, in God's own country's southernmost city town. I am not complaining. I have been wanting the simple town life, to contrast the fast-paced life I have been comfortably getting used to in the past 4 years, maybe for a while. Like the roads here, there are ups and downs. The ups to it come in all sorts of shapes and types , as I soon discovered, once I was done with whining about the inconveniences that were typical of not living in a city. The 'Up' that I consider the best is the feeling of having fallen directly in to the lap of nature.Well, you need not take my word for it, you can see for yourself what I mean.
The sky, the sea and land meet at my balcony. Yes. I wake up to sunrays reflected off the sparkling mirror of the seawater and a stretch of green sea of coconut treetops. I cook my own food and have it, sun basking in the beach goodness, from the 12th floor of the sea-facing apartment where I now reside. Howard Roark (from 'The Fountainhead') must have built this building considering the full justice done to its rooms to allow the luxury of a sea view from each and every room in the apartment.
Sometimes happiness can be that simple, as the view from your balcony.
It gets more magical when it rains. I could stand here for hours and callously think about nothing.
Sometimes, all it takes to instantly light up the day is the pretty flowers that dot the walkway.
The 10 km drive to office is a daily road trip on the winding roads which curves through the countryside, tunneled by green and yellow-specked trees. And the icing on the cake is zero-traffic.
After a seemingly long day, you come back home to a visual treat sponsored by the invisible artist at work colouring the sky with colours of evening, slowly darkening the shades to better accommodate shiny starry dots, and the faraway twinkle of the lights on the fishermen boats out at sea making it seem like some of the stars have fallen and are afloat on the sea. Its breathtaking to say the least.
This trivia lifts off the lacklustre of every day, and eases the current pains of life making life exceedingly endurable each day.
The sky, the sea and land meet at my balcony. Yes. I wake up to sunrays reflected off the sparkling mirror of the seawater and a stretch of green sea of coconut treetops. I cook my own food and have it, sun basking in the beach goodness, from the 12th floor of the sea-facing apartment where I now reside. Howard Roark (from 'The Fountainhead') must have built this building considering the full justice done to its rooms to allow the luxury of a sea view from each and every room in the apartment.
Sometimes happiness can be that simple, as the view from your balcony.
It gets more magical when it rains. I could stand here for hours and callously think about nothing.
Sometimes, all it takes to instantly light up the day is the pretty flowers that dot the walkway.
The 10 km drive to office is a daily road trip on the winding roads which curves through the countryside, tunneled by green and yellow-specked trees. And the icing on the cake is zero-traffic.
After a seemingly long day, you come back home to a visual treat sponsored by the invisible artist at work colouring the sky with colours of evening, slowly darkening the shades to better accommodate shiny starry dots, and the faraway twinkle of the lights on the fishermen boats out at sea making it seem like some of the stars have fallen and are afloat on the sea. Its breathtaking to say the least.
This trivia lifts off the lacklustre of every day, and eases the current pains of life making life exceedingly endurable each day.
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