It’s a story of a man who has a pretty decent life and a bunch of friends, which he wants everything to

be perfect in his life. He gets up at 6 in the morning never late, he exercises, he brushes twice a day or

even three when he not sure if he had palak for lunch, the knot of the tie is like perfect Bermuda

triangle, he makes perfect circle omelette, he (Nishant record)blogs each day, his girlfriend is very

cliché(pain in the ass).

So as every day in office a meeting goes and an office trip has been planed so he and his

friends decided to go goa but his boss has a different plan for him because his grade was down this

the year his boss wanted him to go to Alappuzha (Kerala) with MESSI aka Massana Moorthy let me tell

you about Messi, his a typical Keralite, his hairs are curly as Maggi, he uses coconut oil every day,

he eats parotta and channa curry for lunch, his girlfriend is Mumbaikar (i don’t know where it goes),

he wears Mundu in every office celebration.

Nishant meets Messi (nishant don’t want this epic journey to be happening) (messi thinks he

got his machu “best friend”) so they will travel by train (netravati express) nishant packed clothes,

shoes, ropes and rat poison, Messi packed sweets, sunglasses, lots of deodorant as he was returning

home from foreign land. The train journey was so comfortable as cactus, the whole train was

malayalis army wearing mundu and singing jimikki kammal song, messi is already enjoying the trip

and nishant is busy with his blog writing and keeping disturb by childrens.

When he gets there, his welcomed by warmth and friendliness he meets more people

everyday and learns more than life and share his good moments with messi, People around India

significantly dedicated to their culture& religion. There he Met Jessi (messi’s sister)  the life of nishant goes from single life of discovering his world in to another life merged with the universe 

the truth always have the messiers inside but the truth always hold the key

so what ever you do will have some karma 

Not all North Indian are Bhaiyas, Not all south Indian are Madrasis, Till such intolerable

people live in India when do they understand life is messier inside people and thoughts not in region

or religion.