Green, green grass of home

Green, green grass of home
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There are no skyscrapers here. No one is bent double, busy checking their smartphones. This is Wayanad. And about as rustic as it will get. Where life is still a struggle with the elements. Our photographer, Rahul R Pattom stopped by to take these snaps about 2 kms away from Pulpally in Wayanad. And trust us, no tour operator will take you here!

These pictures, trust us, will make you nostalgic.  Of those villages which became towns, lost its charm. 

Green, green grass of home
The beginning. Photo: Rahul R Pattom.

With the skies opening up, the farmers have started cultivation. 

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Getting ready for the big day. Photo: Rahul R Pattom.

Tractors and tillers are seen in the farmlands. 

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Innocence. Photo: Rahul R Pattom

This old woman was so surprised when Rahul decided to take her picture. 

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The Kabini river. Photo: Rahul R Pattom.

The river breaches the banks at many places with the monsoon in full swing

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Heading home. Photo: Rahul R Pattom.

This man is on his way home - after a day's work

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Daily life. Photo: Rahul R Pattom

These kids are on their way home too, after a bath in the river. 

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So easy to smile, effervescent and ready to break out into a dance. Photo: Rahul R Pattom.

No smartphone, no tablets, and these kids are content with life. 

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The vigil. Photo: Rahul R Pattom

A break: An old man stops by to rest and check if the plants are growing up

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Scene from Pulpally, Wayanad. Photo: Rahul R Pattom

She is a woman on a mission. The goats have to be herded home

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Rustic, village scenes from Pulpally. Photo: Rahul R Pattom

This woman too. 

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The plow on his shoulder, this farmer treads home at the end of the day. Photo: Rahul R Pattom

Don't these photos make you feel nostalgic? Want to go back home and touch the green? We were reminded of the song 'Green, Green Grass of Home' written by Claude 'Curly' Putman which goes thus

'Yes, they'll all be there to meet me,

All creatures smiling sweetly

Green, green grass of home
An old woman walks the lone road. Photo: Rahul R Pattom

It's good to touch the green, green grass of home'

And we could not agree more. What is your take?

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