There is no doubt that Kerala is Gods own country.
The beauty is here to trap everyone. There is something about this place which holds my breath. Maybe because I was born here.
There is so much to say about this place that I often lack words. The curious people, backwater, fresh filter coffee smell which hits you at certain places, the tea stalls with hot snacks in glass storages, spicy food and spices, tourists, fast buses, greenery (of course) etc to be continued forever.
I am going to share some photos which I took from my garden here. Though these are only flowers to some but to my grandmother its an emotion. Always finding for a new plant to grow in her garden. Sometimes she surprises me when she says names and details of the flowers. That is when I understood that she grows her children by knowing what they need.