The city, known as the Queen of the Arabian Sea, a crossroad for people with a little or a lot in the district of Ernakulam in Kerala, is a host to many wonders. With tourists swarming its streets to natives rushing to work, it’s an experience to behold.

This post is just a compilation of scribbles and lines that are so close to my heart. A manifestation of my memories. Held so dear.


The true essence of the place called Cochin lies totally in the streets of Fort Kochi and Mattanchery. Each and every element around has a story to tell. Be it the buildings, the trees, the people or the stones. And the most prominent of it is the history of a bloody Fort Kochi.


Beaches all in all are peaceful.  At times, I wonder why are these places so calm and serene even when its crowded. Fort Kochi beach is a lot of plant residues, people, yet so peacefull, with the waters rocking on the banks.


A trip to Fort Kochi or Mattanchery is never complete without the ferries. Ferries are a totally different experience. With standing in long queues, paying 4 rupees for a ticket, waiting for the guards to open the chains, so that one could sprint across to get on the ferry to catch a window seat. The smell, the wind breezing around, the rumbling sounds, the rippling waters and the big ships, this is when we simply stare out and just breathe.



Though the Arts college is the one known famously as Maharajas, The Govt. Law College also shares the glory of the name. Sneaking in, to this place which was always a dream, I fell in love. I needed a breath to take it all in. The age old architecture, the ever present trees, the noisy courtyards and corridors, the wooden staircases, the broken walls and the classrooms that carry the hearts of students on its walls, these colleges are a feeling. A first hand experience of the power of architecture through the ambience .


The streets of Mattancherry are not that frequently visited by the numerous tourists that visit Kochi. Mattanchery has its own share of sights, the Jewish Synagogue, the Jew street, the Dutch Palace, the Gujrati Street being a few. With its warehouse turned endeavors, empty roads, walls decorated with art, the charm lurks around each and every corner , even in the broken window frames.


Kochi is incomplete without its share of eateries and cafes. A perfect host to foodies, the restaurants and cafes were a beautiful in itself with their hanging lights, deep art works, hidden charms and the clattering of spoons. Each and every cafe has a story to tell, a scene to portray, a character to meet, a memory to be made. Where laughs could be heard over a coffee or cake so expensive, or so cheap.


A recent addition to the essence of Mattanchery, is architect Vinu Daniel’s masterpiece of a church. In its primitivity lies its beauty. The single halled church welcomes with a whole heartedness, the verandahs waiting for the sound of your footsteps, the stained glasses glittering around. The feeling of sacredness, inspite of all this still intact.

The first time I came to Kadavantra, it intimidated me. A junction with four buildings in each corner, representative of different styles and periods was our icon for this part of the city. It was the best host I could have, with its friendly residents, who never failed to ask about my day when I passed by their homes after work, the lanes lit and clear for me to walk at 8, with its perfect position, nearly equidistant from the ‘modern’ and the ‘charming’ sectors of the city. This place gave me the people and the experiences that makes Kochi special.

Kochi taught me to live in the moment again. To be myself again. To love me again.

Kochi moves me into tears with the sheer memory of the beautiful moments spent in its depths.

I will be forever indebted.



A Jar full of Surprises

Courtesy : Google
Courtesy : Google

Have you ever felt that superbly awesome feeling of contentment that engulfs your heart when you see them smile because you told them, they were special?

Its wonderful. Wonderful. Just content and wonderful.

It brings along a peace. A happiness. You feel like you have conquered everything just because they feel happy. Just because you are the reason behind their smile. Its a sight for the sore eyes. A sight that would leave impressions in your being. And a sight that would never fade away, because they have turned into beautiful memories.

Who doesnt love surprises? Especially those which make you immensely happy. That feeling when you see something that you never expected, from someone you love. It makes you feel special. Makes you feel loved. Makes you feel like you are on cloud nine. Drifting away to a land of happiness.

I love giving surprises. Those are the only ways I can let people know how much they mean to me. I love it when I make people smile. I love it when they look at me with those eyes, which tells you how much happy you have made them. The love, the cheerfulness and the happiness. All the more, the smile. That pure and unadulterated one. Those are the moments to be cherished. But when people chucks away your surprises as if it doesnt matter or they dont have enough time to unwrap the mystery box that you gave them, it crushes your heart. When they look at you, with those twinkling eyes, with the gratitude thats there for the sake of manners and those you-didnt-have-to-do-it look, that helps you realize how much mistaken you were. To shower them with your love. How much mistaken you were, to consider them special, because it doesnt matter to them. Indeed, eyes are the windows to the soul!

Take out some time, and surprise your loved ones. You will never know who happy you will feel and how loved they will feel, until you do so.

But right now, when I sit down, relishing the lone time when the world is asleep, listening to my breaths, I realize how much I miss an important element in my life. And what would that element be? The element of Surprise. I miss being surprised. I miss feeling special and for that matter, I wonder if I have ever felt special. I wonder if I have ever been special to anyone. I wonder if there is someone out there who wants to make me feel special.

I wish.

I wish, that there was someone out there to make me feel special. To give me surprises. Surprises that make me happy. So that I can smile at that. I can endow them that smile with twinkling eyes, which says it all.

I wish.