Fog, rain and a cup of tea are one of those deadly combinations that create romance and nostalgia in Munnar. I was loving every bit of it.
This touched me… He didn’t utter a single word…neither did he try to follow me. He just looked straight into my eyes…locked his hands around the chair…hesitated a bit…gently opened his palms and stood there still with a dead expression! He seemed hungry, not poor! On treks I usually don’t carry eatables. So couldn’t give […]