Vital Oddity

Kerela or should I say a living checkboard?

From the tapering of their houses

To lungis or their blouses

All glimmer in waxen shades.

From the unknown language to the new crickety sounds

Give Kerela a chance and you shall be bound.

Enslaved to its flavors and enigmatic delicacies

Or any everything that comes from the coconut trees.

Warm smiles lidded in quirky idiosyncracy

Though shackled in a few flaws, they manage to live in their tiny tranquility.

Land of Asuras or God’s own land

I am still yet unknown to the place where I am.

As of now I see it as a tiny bubble that I fail to understand.