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Kerala usually gives me fantastic pictures.  This time, however, my visit was too brief - just two days - to go shooting pictures.  These chillies fascinated me. They grew in a place where one wouldn't expect them.  But that's Kerala: it throws the unexpected on your face. 

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  1. Anita SabatJanuary 9, 2014 at 10:35 PM

    Sir, Clicking Chillies is easier/better than eating them :)
    Had you visited during Christmas? I was there at Kerala this Christmas & enjoyed my visit :)

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJanuary 10, 2014 at 9:47 AM

      I was there just for a couple of days this week, Anita. An emergency.

      Poet Thomas Gray wrote about the destiny of certain flowers to be born in deserts where their fragrance is wasted. I found these chillies too in a similar place where their spiciness is wasted.

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  2. Paresh KaleJanuary 10, 2014 at 7:10 AM

    from the place known for spices !

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJanuary 10, 2014 at 9:47 AM

      Yeah, so spices grow just anywhere without any need for human attention.

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  3. sibiJanuary 10, 2014 at 2:10 PM

    Even the 'red' chillies stand out in Kerala!

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJanuary 10, 2014 at 5:43 PM

      True. But red is loosing its sheen in Kerala. A friend of mine said, "Pinarayi Vijayan and Umman Chandi are partners in the capitalist business policies."

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  4. UnknownJanuary 10, 2014 at 5:02 PM

    Nice Click

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  5. VetirmagalJanuary 10, 2014 at 5:32 PM

    The variety of chillies seeds that are from Kerala is amazing. Most of the Kerala gardeners who are on our network post such pretty pictures making us "burn" :-)

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJanuary 10, 2014 at 5:45 PM

      Unfortunately, Pattu, the particular variety that is peculiar to Kerala and burns down to one's bottom seems to be the only species that is surviving in God's own country.

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  6. NamrotaJanuary 10, 2014 at 8:10 PM

    Ah! Chillies... my favourite ingredient .. and the vibrant red one stands out as if asking for attention :D

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  7. www.lifepartneracademy.comJanuary 10, 2014 at 8:50 PM

    So sweet - hmm photo not chillies.

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  8. ManiparnaJanuary 11, 2014 at 1:23 AM

    Nice click..and I love red chillies :-P..Bengalis like hot and spicy food you know..

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJanuary 11, 2014 at 8:03 AM

      Yeah, I've noticed quite a common features between Bongs and Mallus :) Fish, for example.

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  9. AnonymousJanuary 11, 2014 at 6:41 AM

    Nice one. :) Love chili. Have to contact Pattu and find out more about Kerala seed varieties.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJanuary 11, 2014 at 8:04 AM

      Kantari is the variety unique to Kerala, Subhorup. A very small chilly which acts like an atom bomb in your mouth.

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  10. DeepanshiJanuary 15, 2014 at 4:29 PM

    what a beautiful red of chillies.....

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  11. UnknownJanuary 16, 2014 at 6:50 PM

    How did it grow on unexpected place?

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJanuary 17, 2014 at 7:59 PM

      It was thriving in a place where no one bothered about it. Like a wild plant.

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