The Untouched Secret

The Dutch Cemetery road paints images of both mystery and romance. It has the magic of Enid Blyton brought to life.


A walk on a lazy Sunday morning offers a great deal of introspection and peace of mind.

It was a pleasant Saturday afternoon. My boyfriend and I were walking on a pavement by the beach. The tides were so high that the cold water touched our feet as we walked. It was going to rain. But it did not matter, the hush of the wind blowing and the smile on my face throughout the stroll is probably the reason why even today The Dutch Cemetery Road weighs above all the hundreds of streets in Fort Kochi. Hidden in a corner of the city, wandering on this road is like a fancy. It is a quaint narrow street tucked away with the heavy walls of the Dutch Cemetery and the Thakur House (which was once a Dutch Fort).

Walking down the street I am astounded by the Dutch architecture, including high ceilings, thick walls and small courtyards, the road showcases. The beautiful Dutch bungalows add to the charm of the street transporting me back to the colonial era. The Dutch are known to be the blunders rather than the builders. After walking down the street, it is hard to believe it could be true. However I cannot overlook the eerie feeling the street has to offer everytime I pass by it. There are certain myths among the locals, of restless spirits lingering at night and snakes creeping out of the cemetery. In addition the three hundred year old history of the cemetery magnifies the spooky feeling of the meanderer. In fact, the entry gate to the cemetery still bears the original calligraphic inscription of the year “1724” still preserved to date. The mysterious history has always intrigued me to enter the cemetery each time I would pass it. But since the cemetery is being preserved by the Dutch Government, it has been locked for the general public. The Dutch Government’s endeavour to clear up the jungle that had grown and plant flowers now makes the cemetery atleast a little appealing. The rich history and strong relevance is how the Dutch Cemetery Road hails its name from this oldest European Cemetery that exists in the country today.

The original calligraphic inscription.

In the face of all the myths and stories that prevail, there are always people here, grabbing a cup of coffee or just enjoying a quiet stroll by the beach; with one eye on the kids who scramble up and down the road, weaving between each other playing a game of football and then jumping into the water for a refreshing dip. Even though the Dutch cemetery road covers a large area, it is astonishingly simple to get distracted by the beautiful and magnificent Thakur House just down the way. “I love to sit in the garden, sip tea and enjoy the beautiful seaside view.” says Mrs Nisha Sharma, a homemaker and a inhabitant of the Thakur House for 20 years. The Thakur House reflects the leisurely lifestyle of the colonial era, exuding grandeur and charm it remains historic and multilayered.

Thakur House

The street is an eclectic blend of significant history, colonial homestays, antique shops and theme-cafes. The striking red and green Bob Marley Cafe with loud retro music at the beginning of the street is hard to go unnoticed. The smell of fresh seafood being prepared is tantalizing to every passerby. The ‘you buy I fry’ is a very common concept found in these outdoor cafes where you buy the seafood you desire from the market nearby and then give it to them to prepare in the style you want. And even if there is a language barrier (which even I face sometimes) you could just point out at what looks nice and hope for the best, but chances are you’ll get something good.

Freshly caught, bought and cooked!

Well, now I get to walk on a cleaner and well preserved street. The late hour police patrolling and tight security makes the road safer for everyone to use. But since the beach has been opened for the public to use at large it has become the foremost attraction. The history of the road has been lost somewhere down the time line. However it still holds the vital links that connects the city to the Dutch Legacy of the yore!

From tyre to tired!

Every time I drive, I have this constant fear that what if the car’s tyre gets punctured and I have no one to help around. Every time the car goes over a hump or even over a pebble on the road, I would think about the tyre going flat. Thanks to the movies that just augmented my fear; where they show a girl stranded on a deserted highway waiting for someone to help her change the flat tyre, which in turn leads her in a difficult situation. I get shivers thinking what if I end up in a situation like that? What would I do?

So I decided. I need to learn how to change a flat tyre. It’s been on my bucket list for a while now and it was time I got someone to teach me how to change the tyre. It was a hot day with the sun sizzling over. But a dear friend of mine was sweet enough to teach me how to change a flat tyre. He asked me if I had a spare tyre in my car, and I confidently said no. Whereas when he opened the boot of my car, he showed me where the spare tyre is kept. 2 years into driving my car and I never realized there was a spare tyre in my boot all these years hiding snugly below the carpet of the boot :s !!??!! So, now that we discovered where the spare tyre laid, the next step was to learn how to remove the tyre from the boot and replace the flat tyre with it.

All ready to get dirty and sweaty, he started to demonstrate the process.

  1. Place the jack in contact with the metal portion of the car’s frame near the tyre. Raise it to a level enough to support the car and not completely lift it off the ground.
  2. Remove the hub cap and loosen the nuts by unscrewing them clockwise. (Definitely not as easy as it sounds, I was huffing and puffing at the end of this step.)
  3. Remove the flat tyre and replace with the spare one.
  4. Screw back the nuts and lower the jack to put car back to position.
  5. Put the flat tyre and other tools back in the boot. Make sure to get the car to a mechanic asap.

Sounds pretty simple right. It definitely wasn’t. After we were finished with the lesson, I was seriously exhausted. I never thought changing a tyre would require so much strength and stamina. Anyways, the good part is that at least now I know how to change a flat tyre if I ever need to do it. Although on the down side, now I worry if I ever end up with a flat tyre, would I be able to do it on my own?

Live. Strong.

Strong is when strong can be.
It’s to move on even if life falls apart.
It’s to hold on even if it means to wait.
It’s to stand even if its not for yourself.
It’s to talk even if your voice is not heard.
It’s to think even if no one can understand.
It’s to feel even if it hurts.
It’s to learn even if you already know.
It’s to give even if you don’t have for your own.
Strong is when strong can be.

A sense of life

What is a dream?
It’s something you see with your heart open.

What is an inspiration?
It’s something you hear from the silence that lies within.

What is an accomplishment?
It’s something you taste only after digesting hardships.

What is an opportunity?
It’s something you smell even before it has arrived within your sight.

What is an emotion?
It’s something you touch without any entity.

What is a lifetime?
It’s something you sense when that something is what really matters. Only thing that matters!

Daily Prompt: 180 Degrees

Inspiration comes from where you never look.

People come for reasons you never knew.

Love comes to those who never choose.

Life happens when you forget the fear to lose.

Small decisions are easy for many people, not for a person like me. I can’t even decide what I feel like eating, or what I should wear to work, or even if I like something or not. So, generally when I need to act on something, it changes my whole world topsy turvy. It was so ironical to read today’s daily prompt, since I was in a middle of taking a decision I’ve been wanting to for a long time but just couldn’t find the courage to do so (I still don’t know if I have the courage). I have always needed a push to do something, there have been very few occasions when I have been certain of what I have wanted. But, once I make a strong decision in my head, I make sure I get it. The challenge always lies in finding what you truly deeply want though. It is not easy to find it and definitely never easy to achieve it.

Coming from a conservative Indian family, I have too many attachments and sentiments when I need to make a decision. It always comes down to choosing between my happiness and my family’s. How does one do that? Both the end results are equally hurtful. So how does one choose between themselves and their family especially when both the thoughts never coincide. But honestly, I have realised that a decision is only as tough as you make it to be. The more we think the more it gets complicated and the more we get hurt. The key to making a decision I’ve learnt is to do what comes to your mind first. In fact I feel this theory applies to everything in life – do whatever first comes to your mind, be with the person you like at first sight, buy what gets your attention at the first look, go with the first idea that comes across. In any case if the decision turns out to be wrong, it will be a lesson learnt and then it will never cross your mind again. Because until and unless you don’t try, you don’t really know what you want.

One of the biggest decisions I made in my life was to choose to be in advertising. I started off by doing my graduation in commerce then went ahead and did a masters in finance and accounts. But in just 2 months of working as a finance manager I realised how much I hate it and so one day I randomly walked in to the advertising agency my sister was interning in, just to experience something new. And I fell in love with it the first day and ever since I’ve never looked back. I ended up doing another masters in social communications media and now work as a full-time copywriter at an ad agency. Although there are many more heights still to conquer, many more life-changing decisions still to make, many more crazy experiences still to feel. Hope this next one I am about to make turns out as good as this one! But, for now I just need all the luck I can get!

This post is in response to the Daily Prompt. To check out other life changing decisions made by people click here.

You are what you eat!

Life is all candy outside
You bite it
The taste lingers a while
While you return to innocence

Too much is never enough
You crave it
Then it makes you sick
Only for a while though

Indulgence leads the way
You get high on it
Till the sugary rush mellows
Till reality hits you from below

Life is all candy outside
You live it
Coated with sweet dreams
With a dark filling inside.

Snoozing through life…

Its 6:00 am, great I am just in time to make it to the gym. Although I need to go at 7, so maybe I could just grab a few more minutes of sleep.

6: 15 am, oh! it’s just been 15 minutes. 2 minutes more would’t do any harm. 

7:45 am, sheesh…I slept through. Damn! now no point going to the gym. I might as well just sleep a bit more and then get up fresh for work.

8:30 am, just in time. I have enough time to get ready…but maybe I don’t need it. I don’t even need to wash my hair today. So I’ll use that to sleep instead. Good idea.

9:00 am, just 5 more minutes. I barely got 6 hours of sleep tonight. 

9:33 am, shit! I am late for work. Now I have to do everything in shortcut. Short bath, short breakfast, fast driving. Damn! I should have gotten out of bed when I woke up at 6.

10:05 am, Not bad… I’ll still manage to reach work in time provided there is no traffic.

10:20 am, I’ll quickly finish the pending work from yesterday, then probably will have time during lunch break to finish some pending chores. 

12:00 pm, that was quicker than I thought. Feeling hungry already, maybe will wait some more time though. 

1:30 pm, finally some food in my stomach. Good thing to watch something while eating.

2:30 pm, lunch break is over already?!? I had run a few errands. I’ll just do it on my way back home now.

3:30 pm, yawwnn…I am so sleepy already. Wish I could catch at least a few minutes of sleep.

5:00 pm, I need to leave work early and finish off the pending stuff. Maybe even do a little shopping if time permits.

7:00 pm, still at work. No chance of finishing anything now. Need to just go home shower, eat and sleep.

10:00 pm, still watching TV. No sign of sleep anywhere.

3:00 am, sleep please come back. I miss you.

6:00 am, alarm rings. Snooze…

I am what I am

I am a butterfly

You can’t shut me in a jar and ask me to fly.

I am a diamond

You can’t polish me and expect me to look like a pearl.

I am a mirror

You can’t see yourself in it and change my reflection.

I am a book

You can’t put me on a shelf and try to read me.

I am a star

You can’t bring me to the ground and hope for me to shine.

I am a fish

You can’t teach me to swim and leave me to flush.

I am what I am

You can’t change me unless you challenge me.