It was late in the day, i was standing at driveway gate turning off the lights to my clinic. I just glanced across the road where the indoor stadia is. This is where young college kids are working round the clock , selflessly for the flood victims. They receive relief materials sent across the border and sort it. Authorities are scant, but I’m told the work is supervised.
I was struck how a fracturing society had gelled by a near cataclysm.
My two lines worth were penned then
I titled it my kerala (ente keralam )