02 June 2014

Kerala



Heat in the air,
Coconut trees everywhere.
You can see the lighthouse from afar,
Know that you're in Kerala, my dear.

Eavesdropping neighbours,
Whispering rumours,
And Relatives who don't leave your home,
Know that you're in Kerala, my dear.

Saltiness in the atmosphere,
Side kicks and opened beers,
You're bound to love the seafood,
Know that you're in Kerala, my dear.

God's own country,
South India is the remedy,
The place you don't want to leave,
Come home to Kerala, my dear.