The Malabar river festival 2016 film is a showcase of the 3 days of kayaking, deep in the heart of Kerala. There’s a lot a to be said about this years festival, with last-minute confirmations, confusion…
*Rewind* *Cue background music and flashes of memory*I’m headed to Kodencherry (nowhere near Pondicherry and somewhere in Kerala) last August to the Malabar river festival, as a friend of mine informed the organisers he knew a wedding photographer who might be able to shoot a Kayaking competition. Strange connection, but I’ve seen stranger.
I’m down here to celebrate my friend Mathew’s wedding. Nothing like a backwater houseboat party to set the mood.
The monsoon in Kerala, is like that I’ve encountered only in 1 other place in India : Goa. Rains though the day in intermittent showers. The smell, the anticipation and oh the beauty. Like straight out of a painting.
So there’s this pretty french girl who was dodging my camera for 3 days, while I was shooting for the Malabar river festival. And on the 4th day, was in a precarious position in the water, just below the most famous rapid, called the Malabar Express and this happened.