@16-04-18/ The Munnar diaries

At six in the morning, I was on a bus ready to start from Fortkochi to Ernakulam. I was the first person to be on the bus and the rank lasted long. After few minutes, someone came to the driver and yelled in Malayali (in a friendly tone).

The driver went to the solo passenger and started with a polite voice. All I could understand was the “….Dalit bandh…” in the middle of his sentence.

Well, let’s take a ferry

After a walk for two kilometers, I found that the ticket counter will open at 6:50. I  waited in the morning which is calm along with a heart that is anxious. With ticket fare about four Indian rupees, I made it to the Ernakulam port.  I reached the RTC bus on the auto and there stood a bus which was about to travel to Munnar.

I found only one empty seat. Really, what are the odds…? What if there wasn’t any Dalit bandh..?

Along the way to Munnar,

 

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the absolute stillness of the water…& 

Further on,

 

 

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green blankets everywhere…)

and finally,

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valley of tea plantations…!

 

Cont’d…

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