Wayanad - Truly A Paradise

After a short break in Wayanad, Kerala, India, I wish to share my thoughts on this fabulous place with all my dear fellow poets. Captivating verdant vistas, white dotted coffee shrubs, betel palms standing majestically adding glamour to Mother Nature. Whispering lofty coconut palms, clusters of banana plantations, dense green jackfruit trees swaying in the gentle breeze. While the thick fog hides treetops, the Sun appears over the eastern horizon gently dissolving the morning mist to unravel the jewlels of Mother Nature. Sweet symphony of little birds resonating over the nearby hills. Lively waterfalls cascading down the purple hills. Silence reigns absolutely - punctuated by the sweet call of the peacock or the chorus rendered by myriads of cicadas. Dense tropical forests untouched by civilization - truly a bounty of Nature or blessings sent from the Heavens above? Perfect tranquillity away from the din of the city. Oxygen-enriched air scented mildly with the fragrance of eucalyptus and wintergreen. The tea slopes – a green carpet, climbing peppervines, clove, allspice and avocado trees embellishing the place so beautifully. Winding roads, lovely sunrises, lovelier sunsets and the night sky clearly lit with a million stars. I hope and pray Wayanad stays the same even after many a decade should I ever go there again. Gita Ashok 4/6/2011,3: 45 pm