7th September 2014 – Mahe, India
The wind that carries you, is the wind beneath your wingsAnd your heart is always home, wherever you may roam.After the floods, and the frenzy that is called Delhi,The dancing tigers also found their way to home.
I took an early morning flight yet again from Delhi today, took 2 stops at Mumbai and Coimbatore, without leaving the comfort of the plush seats of Air India, and arrived in Kozhikode at 2 PM. All this hassle, only to be part of the onam celebrations at home.
Onam is the state festival of Kerala, and marks the homecoming of a mythical king called Mahabali, who the keralites consider as their true king. Almost all keralites across the world, return home for this 10-day festival, of which 4 days is a state holiday. To get in touch with their families, and to enjoy the different cultural aspects of Onam.
One of which is the Pulikkali, or the tiger dance. So, people dress up as tigers, or actually they paint their bellies as tigers, and dance around on the streets.
Yeah, we are hardcore just like that.