On Route to Kozhikode...

Din't know when the day turned 17th of June and my journey started to Kozhikode. It was a trip with the family after a long time. The train journey was lot fun...we found lot of time for each other...and sometimes silence brought in more togetherness. Momma, Bro and I were taking turns sitting by the window and staring out into the vast streches musingly.
There were times of activity...We would waitin for all those eatables (that Momma packed for our journey) to be put before us. Momma once seriously was peeling an mosambi and Dadda in an attempt to drive the a fly away...tossed the mosambi for a sixer...and lo! out it landed into bushes ...We couldn't stop laughing for minutes after watching it live...each came out with an instance of the projectory they got to see :)
Slowly we traversed through the brown patches of AP...into kerala... clustered with trees...sadly couldn't get a glimpse of gool old chennai...we passed it in the midnight.

Then with all our luggage (that we shared between ourselves to carry)...we find ourselves waiting for the train to Kozhikode on the platform at Shoranur junction. First glimpses of Kerala...persistant rains and inundate greenery and handsome Ticket collectors :) (always knew TCs as burly old men with inflated bellies)...
The journey to Kozhikode which as we were told would take an hour and a half...stretched to 3 hours and it was a ride through the greenery all along...Green was so glaring at times that I started longing for brown and black stretches of Hyderabad already...
Kozhikode welcomed us with heavy showers...as I set foot on the land that would be my home for another two years...