Meet Me
Hi, I’m Sarath.
Welcome to my little space on the internet!
This is not a polished magazine or a strict travel guide. It is simply a space where I share life as it unfolds. From the misty hills of Wayanad (Kerala, South India) where I grew up to my days in Japan now, my journey has been full of travels, small experiments, and countless relearnings. Here you will find slow travel notes, personal reflections, and little stories that come from moods, places, and moments that matter to me. There are no boundaries here. Sometimes I write about journeys on the road, sometimes about the journey within. I am glad you are here and I hope you find something that connects with your own path too.
This is my one more experiment space, where I explore and share freely !
Where it all began !
When I think of my childhood, I see a world full of life. Our small farm and backyard were always busy. Cow grazing, hens pecking around, the dog named Jimmy following me everywhere, and cats with kittens multiplying like little miracles. We grew our own vegetables and milk, and I would help my mom with small chores, learning patience and care in every task.
During the monsoon, the hills turned green and the rain drummed softly on our tiled roof. Everything felt connected. The animals, the plants, the rain, and us. Looking back now, I realize those simple days were my first lessons in circular living and sustainability. We reused, regrew, and lived closely with nature, practicing slow living, self-sufficiency, and harmony with the environment.
Those early lessons shaped the way I see the world and the journeys I choose today. They also gave me a natural curiosity about life beyond the hills of Wayanad, curiosity that led me to new schools, new friends, and small adventures that started shaping my path forward
My schooling was a mix of different experiences. I studied in English medium, then Malayalam medium, and later in a technical high school where we learned engineering subjects in Malayalam. Each change taught me something new, sometimes easy and sometimes challenging. Like most teenagers, I did not have all the answers. I was just going with the flow and learning along the way
After school I joined a polytechnic college for diploma in Electrical and Electronics Engineering. I was younger than most of my classmates, but those years gave me something precious: confidence, friendships, and the courage to step into the world on my own. Holidays and even strikes felt like windows of freedom. That was when my friends and I would set out to explore Wayanad with its waterfalls, hills, and quiet forest corners. Those small adventures showed me that travel was not just about moving from one place to another. It was about discovery.
One of our boldest adventures was a trip to Pondicherry. We applied for a competitive exam there, not really for the exam but for the chance to travel. It was far, and we had no plan, only trains, buses, and our curiosity leading the way, without even knowing exactly where it was on the map. We spent a couple of days wandering through the town, taking in the sights with wide eyes. When the exam day came, we simply wrote it and returned home with laughter and stories. That journey gave me my first real taste of travel, messy, unplanned, and unforgettable
Later came the big question of what next, a job or higher studies. Through a campus placement I spent a short time in Chennai working at a call center. Returned to Kerala to pursue my engineering degree. Honestly, engineering college was tough for me. The teachers were strict, the management cared more about money than students, and many moments left scars. But in the middle of all that, I found the things that mattered most. Friendships, hostel life, and small weekend explorations gave me the strength to keep going.
After engineering, I tried to build a small startup with friends, focusing on renewable energy. It did not last long, but it gave me the courage to try and the dream of creating something of my own. At the same time, I worked in an engineering college. It was a safe and steady job, something my family could be proud of, but inside I felt restless. I wanted to step out of that comfort zone, so I decided to pursue an MBA and moved to Kochi.
During and after my MBA, I tried many different things. I grew up in a household where every rupee had to be stretched with care, so each step meant being careful about money, thinking about security, and always wondering what the future would bring. I took on whatever roles came my way, managing a heritage resort, working as a food delivery partner, and even starting an online flower-selling venture. I also worked with government projects and NGOs, always looking for something steady, yet drawn to try new things. My career path was never straight. It was full of trial and error, but each step taught me resilience and how to adapt.
Recently, I got married and moved to Japan. Living here feels like starting a new chapter. Everything is different, from the language and culture to the people and the way life happens around me. I am trying to explore storytelling and what I call relearnings. I experiment with capturing everyday moments, learning from traditions, food, nature, and the people I meet. I also include my thoughts and memories, discovering life in new ways and learning as I go.
Behind every step I take in Japan is my wife, whose massive support makes this journey possible. We married last year, and since coming here, she has patiently guided me through life in a new country. She came to Japan in 2018, learned the language, and navigated many challenges along the way. Her knowledge of Japanese helps us manage daily life, travel, and communicate with people around us.
I am learning Japanese little by little, and she kindly helps me understand the language, the customs, and the ways of life here. Her experience has made it easier for me to adapt, feel at home, and explore the communities around us.
Although she prefers to remain behind the scenes, her support and guidance are part of every story I share. Without her, experiencing life in Fukuoka and discovering the culture and traditions of Japan would not be possible
