Today I visited Kadavallur Sree Rama temple. This temple is known for the famous Vedic contest called Anyonyam that is held there every year. I have been planning to visit the place for quite some time, but it was only today that I got an opportunity.
I started from home at 9AM today. I went to Thrissur and from there took a bus to Kunnamkulam. I had to wait at Kunnamkulam bus stand for some fifteen minutes and then I got a bus going to Kuttippuram, via Kadavallur. It took fifteen minutes to reach Kadavallur. I got down and enquired at a shop there regarding the way to the temple. They pointed to a small road going towards the left and I took that path.
After five minutes of walk through the village road, there was a left turn and then suddenly the temple became visible. The place looked very deserted except for few children who were playing cricket on the road, using a big rock in place of stumps. I got inside the temple and realized that the sanctum sanctorum was already closed after the madhyahna puja. There were few villagers sitting inside. They told that the temple will open again at 5 and I could take rest under some peepal tree there until then, and take food from the hotel in the main road. I told them that it would be too late for me if I have to wait till evening, so I would just have a pradakshina around the outer temple and then go back.
The villagers were very helpful and they took me around and showed a huge well at a corner of the temple. Legend says that the well was made by Agasthya Maharshi, they told me. They also told that this year's Anyonyam is in November and there would be many cultural programs etc. Later, they took me to the temple pond nearby. It might be covering at least two acres and was filled with shining green water that reflected images of areca nut and coconut trees. Beyond the pond there were green paddy fields. I thanked and said bye to my village friends as they wanted to go back. When I told them that I wanted to have a stroll around the pond, they advised me that I shouldn’t go too far, as I may loose way, etc.
I spent some time observing the beautiful pond and the paddy fields and then took a narrow village path that was covered with dry leaves. There was nobody in the road, and the only noises were that of wind and of dry leaves under my footsteps. I have a phobia for snakes, and somehow I got the idea that anytime I will come across a king cobra on that road. So I was very careful and scanned the ground during every step. Nevertheless, I enjoyed the walk through that path.
After five minutes of walk, I reached the backside of the temple. Its huge walls made of red sandstones and covered with mosses was a beautiful sight. And then I met an old lady, plucking flowers from a mulla plant there. From where I am and what am I doing there, she asked. I told that I came from certain faraway place called Irinjalakuda and I was sad that I couldn’t have the darshana and I was about to return now. I was hesitant to tell her that I intended to hang around there for an hour more and take few photographs of those beautiful mosses on the temple walls, etc., as I thought she would feel it weird. So, I told her that I just wanted to see the temple pond as well since anyway I have come this far. The old lady directed me to the pond and I walked in that direction. She waited until I reached a turning on the road leading to the pond.
I quickly walked through the narrow footpath adjacent to the pond and reached the main entrance of the temple, and took few more photographs and I met the lady there again! She asked me whether I liked the pond, and then showed me the way to the bus stop. I could come back in November and watch the Anyonyam as well, she suggested.
I liked the little village of Kadavallur, the ancient temple, and that beautiful pond with paddy fields in the background. I liked those simple and helping people as well. Their curiosity seemed annoying to me in the beginning, but later I realized that they really mean to help, and it is just me who is corrupted by Life and cant help feeling suspicious of anything or anybody.
From Kadavallur bus stop, I got a direct bus to Thrissur. I got down in the Round, and had a nice masala dosa at Sree Radhakrishna Coffee Club. Every inch of Thrissur round is filled with memories regarding my Engineering college days, which was one of the most beautiful periods in my life, and I get very emotional during any walk through the Round. Memories - I think they always makes us sad. Nice memories make us feel sad that Past is irrecoverably lost, and we think we are in a bad shape compared to the old times. Bad memories make us feel sad that things of Past are irreversible, and we never think that we are in a better position now compared to old days.
I got a bus from Shakthan Thampuran bus stand and reached home at 2:30PM. It was indeed a nice trip.