Hello! I’m Esther—secretary-cum-stenographer to Bandit and other glorious felines at Cats of Kochi. I type their meows and execute their ideas for the hoomankind to advance. You're welcome!
At first glance, it looked simple. White walls, a sloping roof, nothing too showy. But don’t be fooled. This place holds centuries of secrets. And it smells like it, too—wood, dust, ink, and memories.
Aleppey's latest expedition — into the heart of Fort Kochi’s purrfound cultural relic: the Paradesi Synagogue.
...I couldn’t help but feel a flicker of gratitude in my fur. It's so much easier in the cat world. We don’t really care for labels. We love who we love, if we love (and hate most dogs). Gender isn't that popular a concept, as are most boxes that aren't cardboard.
This story begins on the breezy, sun-drenched shores of Fort Cochin in 1350...My great-grandmother told it to my mother, she told it to me, and now–dear reader–I tell it to you.
