This was the 42nd post (Day 42) of an entire year-long series, which I named ‘Project 365′. The idea was simple enough: travel for a full year and document every day of it, in the form of a daily picture and poem. I am still working on a book of this year-long travel, but till then, enjoy all the posts here. You can check out the daily posts in the details below or jump to the final day of the project by clicking here.
12th August 2014 – Tellichery/Thalassery, India
The collective prayers did no good. Nothing changed. The rain gods continued their dance with no breaks. In a decrepit, abandoned house by the road, I found that, to get away from this rain, we do whatever it takes.
I have been riding south of Mahe, for the last few days that I am home. Today, I rode North, towards Kannur. To be exact, a small city called Tellichery, which was somewhere in the middle of Mahe and Kannur. I found out there were some active couchsurfers there, so decided to meet one for a drink.
Further Reading: Check out the blissful sunsets at Mahe. Click here!
But the rain took out all its vengeance on me today. I had not rode for even 5 minutes, before it started pouring. Someone up in the skies had turned on a bloody tap, and forgot to turn it off! I found an abandoned house by the side of the national highway, and stopped there to prevent myself from getting drenched. And so did about 10 other riders, who also noticed the abandoned house.
The ‘home-stay‘ lasted about 3 hours. The rain showed no mercy, locking us in this place with nothing but an unfinished window to see the world outside. I chatted with most of the people who were waiting along with me. And ended up clicking almost all of them. And then, tried panning shots of the buses on the highway, from inside the house.
I don’t know if it is good, but never tried this one before.