Rocking my longhi, which is basically a sarong that men wear in Kerala, I headed for the beach below the cliffs in Varkala. The sand there is beautiful, its clean, soft and silky. The water is tropical and the waves gentle, but frequent.
A pot of masala chai really hit the spot and served as the perfect beverage as the sun slowly made it descent from the sky. Hazera and I spent some time on the rooftop of the café, Theerum, even long after we had finished the Large Pot of tea (90 rupees).
Will you stay here all night and drink tea and laugh and make so much noise? This is not Europe, we are in India.
A server came to inform us that we had overstayed our welcome, even though there were no other customers in the café. None. Zero. Zilch.
He said “Will you stay here all night and drink tea and laugh and make so much noise? This is not Europe, we are in India.” I just felt so disappointed, we paid him and left.
Our fit of laughter would continue on the beach – here are some funny snaps with the backdrop of a Keralan sunset.