In search of my Kurinji: The Tale of a Land across Time

Dosa’s of Aluva 

As I neared Aluva, I realized that my stomach had started rumbling. I am prone to becoming ravenously hungry when I get up early. But I had decided that my breakfast should be ‘dosas’ and freshly ground coconut chutney, preferably cooked to perfection by a lady running a wayside canteen. I started scrutinizing either sides of the road for my fantasy to materialize. But luck was hard on me that day and it was with a defeated heart that I turned right to get on to the Aluva Perumbavoor Road. Soon I could see the majestic Periyar River on my left, meandering its ways through the little villages that I too was passing by. It was just after hitting Perumbavoor that my dream materialized. On my left was a small restaurant. An elderly lady was making dosas on a gas stove. Beside her was a young boy, probably her son, beating tea, pulling and stretching it delightfully from one tumbler to the other. There was a transistor humming old forgotten songs in the background. My heart skipped a beat. This was picture perfect. I scrambled out, thanking all my stars. Tucking in piping hot dosas with the delicately flavoured chutney that had spluttered mustards winking at you from the corners, I thought there was nothing much more I wanted to do in life. It was the tastiest and cheapest breakfast I had eaten, ever. I resumed my drive with a song on my lips and wonderfully well placated taste buds.
 

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