Last Saturday, I attended my friend's wedding mentioned in my last post. It turned out to be a sort of get together, meeting up with my old buddies. We 5 of us planned for a trip to Poonjar that evening. It had been 4 years back when we girls went to the same place and I remember it was one of our best trips. Poonjar with its enchanting rolling hills, dense dark rubber estates, gurgling streams and cascading waterfalls. Nature was simply at its best there.

Because of the sudden hartal in Alappuzha district, we had to take a train to Kottayam and from there 2 exhausting bus journeys before we could reach Poonjar. By the time it started raining heavily. Rain gods seemed to have no mercy on us and the sky was pouring out threateningly. We feared rain will play spoilsport on our trip. By the time the bus was climbing the long winding uphill roads of Poonjar, there was power failure. The whole village was enveloped in coal black except for the hurricane lanterns that flickered here and there. The heavy rains had caused some damage to the BSNL tower and we were literally cut out from the rest of the world. What a way to start our journey!!!!

At last we reached our destination. My friends uncle and his daughter were there waiting for us. And it was a long walk in the dark to reach their home, guided only by a torch light. We had to climb through the rocky path , cross a stream and a bridge to reach home. A worried aunty was there waiting for us (it was almost 8 pm. We were supposed to reach there by 6).There was nothing much we could do inside the house because of power failure. So we sat under the candle light sipping hot tea and munching chips, talking to our hosts . Aunty was an energetic sporty lady and soon we were plotting wild crazy plans. The power cut could not tone down our high spirits. We decided this was the best time to take bath in the stream. Soon, under aunty's leadership the girls army( including her daughter S) marched down the rocky tracks to hit upon the stream. The water was icy cold after the rain. S was a girl used to all the wild ways of nature and soon we found her dragging us and unsuspectingly pushing us into under-water pits. With a sinking feeling I found myself drowning & gasping. And for a brief moment, I had a glimpse of the happy life I may never live to see :-) With zero knowledge on swimming, I felt it was a wonderful creative game for people who are thinking of ending their life. But soon we turned crazy and was enjoying the drowning-game. We screamed and our voice echoing in the dark almost brought the whole village down there. In a way, it was good that there was no power.

After dinner, we were sitting out in the veranda. The first thing I noticed on reaching the house was the swing. It has been terribly long since I did swinging. And there I was swinging to my hearts content into the cloudy night sky. We played anthakshari. It was past midnight and the aunty surprised us by coming with glasses of black tea . She announced, "to keep you devils awake and croaking." Here was a lady who encouraged our craziness!!!! After we finished our activities and decided to hit the bed it was 3 am.

I had to literally pry open my eyes next day morning at 6. We went to explore the country side in broad day light. The streams looked beautiful set against the foggy misty hills . Our next destination was waterfalls in the nearby hill. There we trekked down the rocky tracks enclosed by dense dark rubber plantation.


The best part about the waterfalls was that, we had it all to our own. The waterfall was surrounded by rubber plantations belonging to uncle and hence was a secluded place inaccessible to public. It was our very own kingdom. Only the chirping birds & the dragon flies hovering over the water gave us company.We sat under the waterfalls, with the heavy splash of water drumming on our heads and almost intoxicating us. We splashed around the pool , tried the balancing-floating-act on water ,and even danced under the falls. Later we were sitting on the top of a boulder, drying ourselves in the sun & chatting lazily, when S came and started pushing us one by one. From the precarious edge of the rock, I fell, was momentarily air borne and then sank down into the stream below. It was an exciting adventurous feeling. We tried it several times later

We spent almost half a day there. And then it was time to return. We had a train to catch at 6 pm , to take us back from this heavenly abode to the corporate jungle

16 comments:

:) , Hmm Nostlagic . My ancestors are from Poonjar and lot of relatives out there . Think I know the place :)

Beautiful one! Kerala truly has some of the most beautiful places. I really envy the fun u had. One of my friends also had described his trip to poonjar. I guess I better visit that place soon.

I know about this trip :P

Anonymous said... 2:54 PM  

this post is truely nostalgic, simple, green...hhmm...silent.

i liked it better when u explained it @ 1am , in our new apartment.for a moment i was so jealous seeing ur excitment that i really wanted to kick n throw u down .

after a looong time we went chuuter putter, chutter putter...n it was nice. lol...jimmy, cycle story n 3 of dem...ahem ahem. no..i dint say a thing. did i??

maneesha

Sounds really great.. :) It seems there are lot of unexplored places in our Gods own country :) ..Btw, Hartal in Alappuzha -- what was that for ?

Anonymous said... 5:20 PM  

dont u have any pics of the waterfalls?? :(

maneesha

@nariyal chutney: lucky you having relatives in such a beautiful place!!! i am feeling J :)

@aths: ya..it's a good place to visit especially after the rains..heavenly water bodies..

@toothless wonder: hmmm..i know you have connections with all india radio :D but i didnt know she will be this fast...

@maneesha: i think i hit the nail on the head..the whole purpose was to make you green with envy :D btw, no more chattering after 1am. i wanna sleeeeep..

@ ajith: not unexplored exactly..but places where tourism has not caught up yet. that makes them all the more alluring. it was hartal because some political party guy was killed...

@maneesha: waterfalls pics are sensored ;)

water-pits !!! - wicked friends - and me being a dead weight ( i would sink in the dead sea i think) .. I know how scary ( and later FUN) it can be .. we used to do this a lot during colg days ..

freefalls from waterfalls are always fun !
i hate to say this .. but GOD I envy u rite now ! :D

I am also in posession of a photo essay..
hehe
*rolls eyes*

@raghav: being drowned is fun only when the water is shallow :) so much water went into my ears that i became partially deaf..hehee

@toothless: photo essay??? ***faints ***

nice page

Poonjar.......the land of what we call.."ACHAYAN",yes the land of pure achayans....feel the breeze of pure love n emotions.....the perfect "NATINPURAM" where there is no oscar winning actors,only people who knows only to love and hoe to be loved......Come n feel my "GODS OWN NATINPURAM"

i really miss my place

Ajith Tom said... 1:04 PM  

Well written...good one...:)
This place is my home...:)

Ajith Tom said... 2:46 PM  

If u don't mind can u mention the exact place u were?
At wat distance from d main town?
Like Pathampuzha, Peringalam, Adivaram??

That was a nice post you know my name is Antony Joshy and am living in poonjar
r u visit our palace, ok anyway nice blog and nice post am following and i have also a blog http://www.poonjar.com/
just followme there too. if you want to contact me @ antonymookken13@gmail.com

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