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My Trip to Kozikhode and back

I left for Calicut or Kozikhode as it is now called last week. My brother was accompanied by my parents. They were to come to Bangalore first. From here I was to join them in a bus ride to Calicut. Problem was that I did not know where Shanthi Nagar bus stand was. Google Maps came to my rescue. I plotted down the stops in Bangalore for the bus.


View From Yeshwanthpura Railway Bus Depot to Kengeri TTMC Bus Depot via Shantinagar Bus Depot and Mysore Road KSRTC Bus Depot in a larger map
Shanthi Nagar Bus Depot was our first choice. The other two - Mysore Road and Kengari were failsafe points of boarding - in case we miss the first one.

After almost a 9 hour journey we reached Calicut. The city itself is clean and quiet. Funded generously from the remittances from Gulf States, these port cities of Kerala has always had a great time. On route I traveled, I could see the effects as well. I did not see even a single temple in the morning! Not a single temple at all. I saw mosques of various shapes and sizes on the state highway. Also a few Churches. But absolutely no temple or Gurdwara or Pagoda. I will come to this later though.

Kerala is green. It has always been. There are no major industries to speak of. Keralites go abroad to earn money. Cottage and small scale industries abound though. Services is also strong. Nevertheless, the toughest part of my stay this time(like the past) was the tremendous popularity of beef. That is strictly a no-no for me and family. So whenever we saw any Non veg restaurant we drifted away from it. After searching a lot we could not find a veg only place. So instead ordered simple dal and roti. That's what we ate for about 3 days.

Note for the ultra-liberals: You can call us old fashioned, communal, anti freedom, stone age(!) casteist racists etc. But I hate all 'big' meat - including goats, pigs, cows, camels etc. Hell, I have only eggs. But then that's another matter. Point is I am happy the way I am, don't say to my face that I am f**ked up. You will get a nice quick punch.

In any case, we went for my brother's admission to NIT Calicut. I will write about it in the next post soon.

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