“Trivandrum, A city of memories”

I know I’m not the first person to write about Trivandrum and neither will be the last. As a day scholar in my college days, living out of my comfort zone was always a dream. When it comes to travelling I always dreamt of living on my own.

2 years back when I happen to spend a month in a city which is about 600km from my native, I can’t be more fortunate than this. How cannot I think about a city which gave me such fruitful memories? It never felt so personal that didn’t know at that time I will miss this place so much.

Sometimes it’s the journey that teaches you a lot about your destination.!

Every photo in my album has its own story and when I look back at them, I couldn’t stop picturing myself from it. The persons I met and the places I visited will always be cherished.

Watching that gorgeous sunset by sitting on the beach for hours and doing nothing sometimes matters the most than spending extra time in the office. From having a conversation with random people and tasting food in a roadside shop, I realized that it's always the small moments that make us remember the bigger things in life.