Day Seven: Green Coconuts & Kovalam Beach
An excerpt from my novel, The Immigrant Wife: A Spiritual Journey (Forthcoming March/April 2016) The two friends gathered their materials in their shoulder bags, and then walked toward the beach. From far they spotted green coconut vendor. The thought of cool coconut juice made Shanti’s mouth water. They selected two coconuts and handed them to the seller. As he was slicing off the thick outer skin of the fruit, Shanti said, “A productive day! Wouldn’t you agree, Hema?” “I agree! You are good company to go sketching with.” The vendor handed the fruit to Hema. She put a creamy, slippery slice in her mouth and sucked in its sweet, milky juice through a straw. “Ahhhhhh . . . so soothing, satisfying!” She licked her lips. “Hard to explain such sensations,” Shanti said, waiting for her turn to...
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