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Some pictures from my home in Kerala where I'm on a month-long vacation...

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Some innocent friends

More friends

So many more...


More pictures and friends to follow...



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  1. AnonymousMay 24, 2013 at 6:38 PM

    wow !! u have a farm house kind of place .. aint it ??
    Nice !! A months vacation from ShEila ji's city should be refreshing among the greenery !
    .. between the sane animals .. the sane creatures of God !! All of them look so happy !! :)
    Enjoy and keep posting :)

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalMay 24, 2013 at 10:41 PM

      Exactly, Jack. It's a farm. It belongs to my brother. I have a small share in the place...

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  2. jahidMay 24, 2013 at 6:46 PM

    Where in Kerala Sir? Looks like Kottayam :)

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalMay 24, 2013 at 10:44 PM

      Almost, Jahid. Just 40 km from Kottayam. A village.

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  3. Richa SinghMay 24, 2013 at 6:50 PM

    Wow this looks so lovely I absolutely adore the kitten :)

    waiting for more...

    Richa

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalMay 24, 2013 at 10:45 PM

      Richa, I wanted to post more pictures. But the connectivity in the village is awful. The pleasures of the countryside are different, you see... different from what technology can provide.

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  4. hindustanisakhisaheliMay 24, 2013 at 8:39 PM

    wow thats soo cute

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  5. AnonymousMay 24, 2013 at 9:18 PM

    Its looking like a very nice and wonderful place. Hope to visit this place in my lifetime. :)

    Technology News

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalMay 24, 2013 at 10:46 PM

      Most welcome. This place is far out of any tourist map, however.

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  6. Easwar ArumugamMay 24, 2013 at 9:55 PM

    wow! awesome!

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  7. magiceyeMay 25, 2013 at 9:04 AM

    Perfect to unwind!

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  8. IndraniMay 25, 2013 at 9:54 AM

    Nice place. Enjoy your vacation.

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  9. mandakolathurMay 25, 2013 at 12:00 PM

    I have stayed in a similar yet dissimilar place, a single storey sprawling house in verdant surroundings, but right dab in the middle of Chengannur, right next to the temple and the river. Enjoyed it thoroughly, for about 2 days.

    And, you are doing it for a whole month. Yet, you complain!

    RE

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalMay 25, 2013 at 5:45 PM

      No complaints, Raghuram. I'm enjoying my vacation.

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  10. D.NambiarMay 25, 2013 at 1:12 PM

    Happy Holidays. That's a great place to recharge yourself for another academic year. :)

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  11. AnonymousMay 25, 2013 at 4:12 PM

    Desi heaven ! enjoy your holidays Sir, kerela, gods own country .. lucky you ....

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