Kerala: Backwaters, Coconut Groves and A Heritage City

The boat inched forward through a narrow canal of emerald green water and arrived in the vast expanse of the Vembanad lake. A fog was enshrouding my view, suddenly a gust of fresh air cleared it all and I could see the sinking sun winking back at me. A kaleidoscope of colours filled the firmament, and the sight of its reflection on the water was something to die for.

Kerala: Backwaters, Coconut Groves and A Heritage City
The boat inched forward through a narrow canal of emerald green water and arrived in the vast expanse of the Vembanad lake. A fog was enshrouding my view, suddenly a gust of fresh air cleared it all and I could see the sinking sun winking back at me. A kaleidoscope of colours filled the firmament, and the sight of its reflection on the water was something to die for.