Old Town And The Sea

Kochi in Kerala is not just a port; it is a potpourri of cultures. A buzzing trading base from the past, this little land of lores speaks through its shops, cafés, streets and homes.

- Gustasp & Jeroo Irani

Her eyes were dull and rheumy but they lit up when she saw us. Ninety-four years old, Sarah Cohen is one of the last five Jews in the Fort Kochi-Mattancherry area of Kochi in Kerala. She welcomed us with arms outstretched. “I’m so glad you’ve come,” she said in a quavering voice. Her eyes dimmed again as her mind seemed to flounder in a distant past when the little enclave of Jew Town (a part of Fort Kochi-Mattancherry) buzzed with commerce and the corkscrew alleys were fragrant with spices, a trade that the Jewish community once controlled.

She sat in an armchair in her spacious living-cum-bedroom, adjoining her little shop brimming with Jewish memorabilia and sepia-tinted photographs, going back to when she was a gorgeous, smiling bride. After a few pleasantries, we lefther shop where nostalgia flowed thick and strong, just as it does in this historic heart of Kochi, the Keralan state capital. Indeed, everywhere, the past taps you on the shoulder to remind you that it’s ever present. It pads around softly in the Jewish synagogue, dating back to 1568, an imposing edifice, which lies a little beyond Cohen’s shop in what is called Synagogue Lane. Within the synagogue’s chandeliered confines, a guide held forth to a group of wide-eyed overseas tourists who listened to him raptly like obedient schoolchildren. We stooped to caress the exquisite Chinese floor tiles and were told that behind the gauzy curtain lies the Torah, the holy book of the Jews.