bike the press roads
- Unni
- Aug 2, 2020
- 1 min read
A plethora of green, crop, their spillways, overhead nets, mud, and dust used to give us joy walking, running, or biking between the two houses 2 miles apart. We were a happy bunch of friends, sisters, and brothers enjoying every-bit of nature the block by State Highway 1, Kerala had to offer by my maternal home in Mannanthala.
Bliss - day and night; I used to long for the 2 months each year we could all live and play in this block.
Below work is an attempt at a memory-image of the broad Northside gate of Government press opening to Kudappanakunnu.

🌌 🌑 ☮️
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