Lessons from Kannur
Living in a big city can be confounding as the race to get ‘more’ disorients you into believing that ‘things’ give you happiness. We want more CC in our car, sheen on our walls, colour in our hair, designer in our jeans and microplastic in our facewash. We escaped the big city for a bit and here are some lessons from four days in Kannur. Less is so much More. We stayed in Kannur Beach House which didn’t announce itself with loud banners. Instead we were met by the smiling host, Rosi, many coconut trees and the resident kingfisher. The rooms had the sea, backwaters, delicious breeze and the song of a koel, who sat on the almond tree outside the balcony. It had beds with clean, local handloom linen which kept us cool at night. It had one pillow per person not eleven like in the typical hotels, which instantly sprain your neck. The doors and windows were 200 year old, re-purposed from old houses being demolished. No random pieces of ‘art’ furniture nor TV nor any oth...