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I chatter, chatter as I flow…

I was half asleep when I heard some one giving instructions in Kannada and Tamil… may be to his friends or a colleague. My mind was yet to be relieved from the European ambiance and the pleasure I experienced there whenever I came across an Indian or two in some streets. “Oh no!” my confused and sleepy mind corrected itself, “you are back home…”

Yes, we were back home… just arrived in India after a long gap. At that time, we were on the Karnataka – Tamil Nadu border… On our way to Ooty! In 30 minutes or so the road would lead us to the forest area. We had already come across the rural areas which resembled the European countrysides but not as charming.

Meanwhile, we had our breakfast at a decent restaurant before proceeding further.

Soon we were there!… the much-awaited forest area. A couple of peacocks welcomed us. Then came a herd of deers who seemed to discuss the day’s plans!  On both sides of the road there were trees of all sizes and kinds which sheltered those unseen but musical birds. While enjoying these breathtaking scenes, we were also on the lookout for those majestic beings, the elephants.

And we were not disappointed – there were a couple of them; muddy, head to foot. Of course, the long journey from Europe had made use tiresome but these wonderful sights made us fresh and happy. The European countrysides are vast and charming but this small forest has an edge over them!

Author: P U Krishnan

First things first. I am one of those retired chaps who are young at heart. I watch cricket matches and jump for joy when Tendulkar scores yet another century. I read newspapers and books too, though I am not crazy about them. I think I have a mind free from hatred and I owe it to the wonders of nature and music. I scribble something now and then and call myself a writer! Though I have settled in Ooty, a lovely hill station in Tamil Nadu—I must emphasize the fact that I was born and brought up in Tellicherry in North Kerala and studied in the good old Government Brennen College. Of and on, my mind goes back to my ancestral house at Tiruvangad in Tellicherry in front of an ancient Sri Ram temple. I am indebted to this wonderful place which inculcated in me a love for cricket and literature. But all said and done, I am an Indian first.

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