Attractively rural -part one

Moments from my kovai trip, which has a green green cover, and some super super farmers… More about that soon.

But these sights are to show revs what looks attractively rural, for the tired chennai eye

This is a kolu festival of tyres…I saw a streetful.

A moped well hidden by aluminium, and occupying as much space as a car. So India, this pic.

The sun is beating down in kovai, but a hotel does a Good Samaritan. And offers free buttermilk

At the zoo… This parrot was sponsored to you for your viewing pleasure by preethi farms

Flowers are sold on a platform of raised overturned buckets. Uniform marketing strategy this. Not seen in chennai, yet.

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The thing after a five day holiday…

Is that when you return home, you automatically pick up the phone to dial in for room service. #postholidayblues

And the kids have food preferences, for lunch. Aloo paratha says one. Milk shake says the other. Both get kichdi.
#postholidaybluesforkids

I like travelling within tamilnadu because

1 I don’t have to crack the language code. I am one of the crowd, even though i am a stranger

2 I get pongal, samea upma, rava upma, Vada and idly in the continental breakfast served downstairs. Three kinds of chutney, sambar, and crispy dosas on demand. And pineapple kesari. And no one is calling it halva. Plus, I don’t have to suffer toast and cornflakes under the blanket of continental.

3.coimbatore looks attractively rural, even though it is a city. No high rises, as much as chennai.

4. We have a driver who speaks six languages. The mmmim and me naturally held our peace and restricted the battle to glares. Downside this.

?!

The signboard means we eat our relatives?

Or that our relatives are animals?

Both not untrue, what?

Quilling

Count us in.
MIM and sons.

Fashionpolice

This only grant me, o goddess of small things, that I may always colour coordinate my madisar and my tights.

And that I may never forget to wax.

#lifelessons
#attendingseemandamsinchennai

Mallipoo forlorn

whorls of mallipoo sewn with a needle.
In a city where flowers are preferably hand woven.
– outside an ananda bhavan, sleepy tired at 11 pm.
Flowers white, fresh and still buds. Beauty at a throwaway price.