Image of House in Suburbs
The further from home, the more it throbs on our minds. Home isn’t always the very house we grew up in. But more like that space we identify with. Where we discovered belonging… fun… acceptance… and ourselves. A place where moss was allowed to grow, trees were to be climbed, squirrels and we were free to run about.
It was where our eyes twinkled.

Much of what we relate to ‘home’ is quietly disappearing. Indian towns and cities are looking eerily similar and dusty as they slip further and further into urban decay or development as some like to call it.

Some of us want to hold on to the Kerala we remember… to the stories we heard, the spaces we explored and what we did with our time. So we have been found pockets of verdant open spaces where we can roam unfettered and discover again. Keeping the best of the bygone era when ‘taking it slow’ was part of daily life much before it became a movement.


Live with history in a heritage home.

Trek in a forest listening to the symphony of nature.

Float away your worries in a kulam (freshwater pond).

Bathe in the luminous glow of a temple vilakku (lamp) you light.

Listen to granny tales as you cook the traditional way.

Witness and experience the ancient myths retold.

Smell the moist soil.

Plant a seed of memory.

Make those eyes twinkle once again.

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