Touching down during the wee hours of the morning at God’s own country warms me up with the feeling of my detachment from this hypnotic land for few years. Now I realize the exotic aerial view which defines the name earned by the state all around the globe. The country zigzag roads take me home to a part of me and that is my aging grandparents. Every grandchild as me will definitely acknowledge and relate to the dominant love of our grandparents comparatively greater than our parents. At times I sense them trying to fit into our shoes reverting to their elapsed bygone golden days.
I arrived at our old home with its neatly pruned garden which attracts birds and butterflies. Every village is set amidst rubber plantations which is dense and a man made forest. The calm environment goes against my loud nature which keeps on reminding me to mellow down. The weather has opposed to my expectations,It’s mid-afternoon and there’s been a heatwave for days. Despite the weather I preferred to capture few candid clicks. The location around the rubber woods gave me the feel of a gypsy girl who lives a carefree life. A gypsy traveler owns an effective attitude towards their lifestyle. The nomads reign without cherished desires, choices and circumstances travelling from one place to other happily. They never dwell in their past while they never have a future. They rejoice in the present. We need to adapt a nomadic attitude towards the approach of lifestyle.”Move on from the sites and spots that is affecting your essence of life, pitch your caravan of positive attitude towards life at a safe and secure plateau”
Lastly, I decided to wear a Kurti as a Boho-dress teaming it with a ripped over-sized denim jacket, keeping it simple with my all time favorite white sneakers. You could also carry a Boho-embroidered sling bag if you’re on the go.
Kurti – Keri
Jacket – Zara
Shoes – Adidas Originals Superstar
Hat – Sportsgirl