It was a good fourty-five minutes after which the rain had mellowed down to a drivable downpour. And the last twenty kilometers tookover an hour by the car. There was a particularly scary moment in the drive, when I saw from the backseat nothing but dark infinity in the pale cone of light comingout from our singular headlight. The trees were gone, the road was gone, lost in the anonymity of darkness, and the weak beam of light revealed nothing but sheets of water and twirling vapours of fog. It was as if we had reached the edge of the world and was about to fall down in the sea of nothingness lying beyond. It was night by the time we reached Kasargod. Cold and rain-drenched, we had a sumptous meal and fell down and slept like dead soldiers.
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