A Capri On The Road


Vembanad I had woken up, perhaps in the midst of a dream. An infinite stretch of hyacinth dotted with petite pink flowers seemed to be gently floating towards the horizon. I got off the bed and nipped towards the huge french windows of my homestay, staring into the face of a surreal morning. My gaze followed the endless placid lake, as vast as the sea. The floating hyacinths were for real! I was on the… Read More