Homecoming

An emotion sharp like a needle

Piercing deep through my heart

Mixed with feelings alien to me

Beckoning me to change my path

Chasing my dreams I flew afar

Never looked back where I began

Life was an abode of surprises

Every trail was a new experience

I searched for peace everywhere

My quest always ended in despair

Finally I went back home exhausted

Physically and emotionally drained

To that comfort undefinable by words

To a realisation where happiness lies…

Sacrifice

I never miss my morning walk through the small farm area behind my house whenever I get time and surprisingly there is always something awaiting me to capture and write about.

Let me share with you what I found today…

This is the fallen petals of banana flower. I saw them on the floor and arranged it like this to click a picture. As always thoughts started to sprout in my mind about the short life of these petals and yes I tried to put those ramblings of my mind into words which you can read now.

I was bright and beautiful when born

Red as blood and skin soft as velvet

I wrapped myself around my little ones

Guarding them from harshness of days

They grew and the day I scared arrived

My protection was a burden for them

Detatched from my life I rested on soil

My colours faded and my skin dried up

I waited there with a spark of hope

Till the day I was embraced by earth…

Have a great day friends!

Last breath..

I felt trapped inside the black cloud

Freedom was what I was waiting for

Move around without being watched

Away from the eyes that followed me

Restricted to move around on my own

Irked being stuck whole day and night

In that cocoon away from the world

Not aware of the dangers on the earth

I set myself free to explore the world

As tiny drops I ran towards my dream

Engulfing everything in my vicinity

Clueless I was inviting my own death

Scattered I lied there shattered in bits

Till the mighty sun took my last breath

Childhood days…

I sat there searching pages of my life

Wandering through my memory trail

My mind disturbed counting my losses

Which was seized mercilessly by time

Where did I lose my unfeigned smiles?

Where did I lose my innocent heart?

Untouched by the pollution and noise

My life started in this beautiful village

Nature filled my mind with its colours

Peace was what I was taught by them

Ego and jealosy was unknown words

Competition and greed was unfamiliar

Yearning to dive back to those days

With a heavy heart I returned back

Day light gave way to the darkness

Reminding me that it is time to leave…

Ananthapura Lake Temple

Hello friends,

Today I would like to share with you the unbelievable story of one of the most beautiful temples in North Kerala, Ananthapura Lake Temple.

I came to know about this temple recently from a local television channel. I did a small research about the temple before making the plan to visit and was quite surprised by reading the story about the vegetarian crocodile ‘Babiya’ who is believed to be guarding the temple since many centuries. I was very curious as I have never heard about a crocodile who is totally vegetarian. The very next day I made my plan to visit the temple which is situated 42 Km from Mangalore where I live.

I started early morning from Mangalore. Mangalore to Kumbla, Kasargod took me an hour and 15 minutes and from Kumbla to Ananthapura village where the temple stands is around 6km drive. I was greeted by one of the temple staff at the entrance who is ardently narrating the legend about the temple. Along with the other visitors I listened to his story keenly.

The legend says Ananthapura temple is the origin place (Moolasthana) of Trivandrum Ananthapadmanabha Swami temple which recently became famous after opening the vaults which contains enormous treasure.

As per the legend, Sage Vilwamangalam used to reside here and do his rituals and poojas. One day Lord Mahavishnu appeared before him as a boy and requested to let him stay with him. When the childly pranks of the boy became unbearable for the sage, he pushed the boy aside. The boy disappeared into a nearby cave and told the sage, “If you want to see me again, you come to Ananthakat” which is now the Ananthapadmanabha temple of Trivandrum.

The sage after realising that the boy is Lord Vishnu himself, went all the way following him to Trivandrum. He found Lord reclining on serpent chief Ananta. The sage offered Lord Mangoes in the dry shell of coconut which is still being followed as part of pooja in Ananthapadmanabha temple, Trivandrum.

One can see the cave when you go inside the temple. The cave is blocked with a gate. Unfortunately I couldn’t click the picture as photography is not allowed inside the temple.

Another unique feature of the temple is the Idol. Normally the idol placed in the temple is made out of a specific metal or from mixture of metals whereas here the idol is made out of medicines through a process called Katusarkara yogam. The Idol is in a real human form with bones , spinal cord and nerves (sapta nadi) made out of medicinal plants and dried coconut fibres.

The legends may or may not be true but I can assure you that the beauty of nature around the place will steal one’s heart. Apart from the rectangular lake on which the temple is built , there are 2 other ponds nearby. There are beautiful carvings and mural painings on outer wall of temple and few remains which shows the traditional Kerala architecture.

After spending some time in the temple I went to see Babiya, whom I was eagerly waiting to meet. I found Babiya’s story more incredible. The legend says when Lord Vishnu disappeared into the cave , Babiya appeared to guard the shrine. You will be thinking about the life span of the crocodile now. The same question ran in my mind too. Thats the mystery here and make this temple one of its kind. When Babiya dies another crocodile replaces it. Where the other ones come from is still unknown. In 1942 , a British soldier shot Babiya and killed it but the very next day another crocodile was found in the lake. Unbelievable isn’t it? The soldier was later found dead bitten by a snake after a week which is believed by the natives as revenge by serpent chief ‘Ananta’.

Babiya is given the offerings by devotees. This image is taken from web as the feeding time is at 12 in the afternoon and unfortunately I went there in the morning. Natives believe that only fortunate ones can see Babiya and it stays under water most of the time. I got a glimpse of its head when it came on the surface twice.

Its quite surprising that Babiya is Vegetarian. I had to believe it when I saw the amount of fish swimming nearby the crocodile without any fear.

My visit to Ananthapura was to quench the curiosity about Babiya and I came back with my head filled with incredible legends about the temple. The tranquil environment and the peace you get from there is worth mentioning.