Saturday, June 9, 2012

Ernakulam by night


I was at Ernakulam (Kochi, Kerala) last month and fortunate enough to be taken for a ride (a boat ride, I mean) in the night.

The backwaters smelled so bad that my companions who were not used to the smell of backwaters grimaced.

But the virtual reality is always nice.

The virtual reality belongs to the affluent - those who know how to surmount the real reality!
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