My recent visit to Godz Own Country-Part 1

Here's my travalogue ........

I started at 12 in the noon on a buzy monday... nearly missed de train..thanx to the cab driver he was so expert @ wheels...and we made it in time...Rushing thru de crowded platform pushing thru de people.. i made it to my seat atlast..thank god i made it....Slowly de long train moved leaving all the faces behind..people waving gudbye's..soon it was cruising above 50 km/ph.

So after a long gap I was going to my hometown leaving behind de most buziest city what others call "Aamchi Mumbai" meaning our own Mumbai..I never felt that way..i never felt like belonging to this city.. nothing can be done as of now..i have to get along with this city of Mumbai as my work demanded this from me..

Anyway i am grateful to this city of fast life, it always reminded me of my calm n quiet surroundings of my village..but sadly, it no longer remain a village ... it is too changing but not @ de same pace in which mumbai is.. it will take decades to grow up anywhere near this buziest city..oh leave all this bloody statistics.. letz go to my home..
de train is heading south...and i felt relieved as mumbai was now almost out of sight...
my mind now bubbled up with numbers... numbers relating to number of days i will be @ home.. number of places i have to visit..suddenly days seemed to be not enough at all for all the plans i made a week b4.

"Hello can i see your traveling pass(ticket)"..I turned around and saw de ticket checking officer was standing up in front with a hand leaning towards me..i reached for my bag and handed over de ticket to him.... he marked all over my ticket.. how neat it was when i bought it.. now see it full of lines up n down.. i saw a valuable piece of paper b4 journey made into nothing within a second...

I was waiting for this person to come n go.. now i am free to get to one of de 4 gateways of the long cubicle from where u can watch things fly by and left behind by de speeding train... i wondered what wud have happened if there was only one door in de compartment..
Itz an offense here in India leaning out de door of a running train, a offense that is not punishable compared to other countries where itz an punishable offense..

Rivers, mountains ,villages all were so good to watch but missed something in them...and sun started settling down somewhere in the west... i whispered in my mind.. i was waiting for this moment for a long time.. next morning i will have fresh air from my own GOC(Godz Own Country).... I had a decent sleep thru de night.. i kept my mobile alarm @ 5.00 am so that I wudnt miss to watch a single place..

A long alarm woke me up, i wondered how come ,so fast 7.00 am came.. itz de usual timing i keep my alarm on weekdays and it was Tuesday...but this Tuesday had a difference I woke up @ 5.00 coz i am traveling...

Train left Mangalore by now...slowly nearing Kerala...and by 5.45 i was @ first station in my GOC.. Kumbla.. Gr8 cricket player Anil Kumble belongs to this place.. how come de air felt so different.. how come de mountains , de rivers, de birds all seemed so different from what i saw de day before..all had a special way of attraction...a feeling of something tht's my own.. I have travelled almost all other parts of India be it North east, north, east or west.. but de moment i entered Kerala it has a different atmosphere in itself... even if i come from other side i.e thru Coimbatore thru Valayaar i cud very well feel the difference in the fragrance , a difference in the air...what an effect...I think I got de missing part in previous day's viewings..

Then there was a list of stations and I can relate myself to each of de stations in de list...
Kanhagad, Payyanuur, Kannur...slowly I was heading to my home..to de land of Temples(Harippad)..Thalasery, Mahe..passed along
I was waiting for Vadakara ...someone is coming to meet me @ Station ... I met Dhanya after a long time after our college get2gether... Train had only 2 minutes of stoppage there.. I know tht wasnt enough... I prayed de signal to be red for little longer period..sadly it didnt.. I met her conveyed my regards and de train started... I felt sad as I opened de card tht she gave me... I missed my college .. I missed my frnds...

Soon de train passed Quilandy and had a long halt @ Kozhikode.. a station very familiar to me as i used to alight here long ago with my classmates till the bus service(Sonia) to Kottayam started from Mananthavady. Nothing much have changed...people seemed to have time for everything... thats a change I loved to happen in Mumbai..noway thtz going to happen there.. thats Mumbai and this is Kerala.

Train left Kozhikode ..thru Kadalundi(I still remember de accident on this bridge)..made a stop in Parapangaadi.. felt as if Jyothish was there to see me..but he wasnt...Then came Tanur, Tirur and Kuttipuram...we first went to Kuttipuram for a college festival Mazzini..................wht a gud experience tht was in my life...traveling without ticket in Parashuraam Express after the festival was over.. Linu, Sandeep, Alshob we enjoyed that travel.. seemed as if they were somewhere around in de same compartment....

Next was Pattambi along the banks of river Bharathapuzha... it was really so beautiful...really unexpressable....Reached Shornur..... Chai Chai..caape caapiiii... not a single difference in the prunanciation of vendors..I had a coffee... but tht was not gud enough...missed my mama's Coffee...


Part 2: http://zreecusblog.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-recent-visit-to-godz-own-country.html