Discover the Beauty of Nature and Beautiful Landscapes
A Private Haven Carved with Soul, Between Nutmeg Roots and Periyar’s Flow
About us
Sovnear – A Souvenir of the Soul!
Sovnear is not just a place — it’s a feeling, a philosophy, a private sanctuary where nature, design, and memory converge.
At the front, nutmeg trees whisper stories of healing and heritage. At the back, the mesmerizing reflections of our private pool merge with the calm rhythm of the Periyar River. This isn’t just a scenic escape — this is a space crafted to make your spirit breathe.
We believe in a new kind of luxury — one that is eco-sensitive, thoughtful, and deeply human. Our interiors blend modern comfort with antique charm, celebrating the harmony between old and new.
Not borrowed, but born – Each image a truth – Each space, carved in care.
Whispers and Words
Where Every Detail Tells a Story
WHISPERS AND WORDS
Where Every Detail Tells a Story
The Nutmeg Path to Peace
From the gate, the nutmegs rise,
They greet each guest with shaded grace,
Rooted in spice, our story grows,
Their scent, their shade – a soft embrace
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Not just a tree, but guiding art,
They shape the walls, they fill the heart.
In every space, their spirit stays
Nutmeg lives here, in quiet ways.
Flowing Walls Tells a Story
On flowing walls, the stories play,
Of trees and nets and fisher’s day.
A boat, a bird, a bullock’s grace,
Each ripple moves in nature’s pace.
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Coconuts sway, the waters sing,
Eagles soar with widening wing.
A pool not still, but made to show,
How life and art in rhythm flow.
The Healing Table
A table born of earth and care,
Treated in oils, beyond compare.
Months of touch and healing grace,
Prepared to hold a sacred space.
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Steam that rises, calm and slow,
Herbs that warm the skin below.
Not just a bath, but ancient art—
Where body rests, and soul can start.
Echoes of Wooden Sculptures and Antique Instruments
A bullock cart rests by blooms that sway,
Water wheel spinning in a vintage way.
Horse cart chillin’ under the trees,
Vintage car shining with effortless ease.
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Chinese net swings near the fishing boat,
An old well nearby with stories to show.
Leather bottles, radio, piano so neat—
This place is a vibe, not just a retreat.
A Pond of Petals Besides Periyar's Whisper
From Periyar’s heart, the waters glide,
To kiss pure sand on every side.
A Chinese net in silence spread,
Where lotus dreams in softest bed.
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Tall trees offer their cool embrace,
Eugenia dances, scenting space.
Where nature speaks in crafted rhyme, and stillness is by pure design.
Where Sand Meets Soul
Where Periyar whispers, the sands begin,
A shore reborn from wild soil within.
Four years of wash, of sift, of grace,
To shape a calm and sacred place.
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A barefoot path where stillness grows,
Lotus to the right, where soft wind blows.
Buffets bloom, and yogis breathe —
Where sand and spirit softly meet.
Whispers of Periyar River in the background
Periyar flows, calm and wide,
With little fish that swim and glide.
The sun comes up, the sun goes down,
Both can be seen from the same ground.
Trees around and sky above,
Periyar feels like peace and love.
Not just a stream, but soul and song
Sovnear ends where hearts belong.Â
Whispers of Periyar River in the background
Periyar flows, calm and wide,
With little fish that swim and glide.
The sun comes up, the sun goes down,
Both can be seen from the same ground.
Trees around and sky above,
Periyar feels like peace and love.
Not just a stream, but soul and song
A silent verse, a sacred rhyme.​
The Nutmeg Path to Peace
From the gate, the nutmegs rise,
They greet each guest with shaded grace,
Rooted in spice, our story grows,
Their scent, their shade – a soft embrace
Not just a tree, but guiding art,
They shape the walls, they fill the heart.
In every space, their spirit stays
Nutmeg lives here, in quiet ways.
Echoes of Rustic Dreams ​​
A bullock cart rests by blooms that sway,
Water wheel spinning in a vintage way.
Horse cart chillin’ under the trees,
Vintage car shining with effortless ease.
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Chinese net swings near the fishing boat,
An old well nearby with stories to show.
Leather bottles, radio, piano so neat—
This place is a vibe, not just a retreat.
A Pond of Petals Besides Periyar's Whisper
From Periyar’s heart, the waters glide,
To kiss pure sand on every side.
A Chinese net in silence spread,
Where lotus dreams in softest bed.
Â
Tall trees offer their cool embrace,
Eugenia dances, scenting space.
Where nature speaks in crafted rhyme,And stillness is by pure design.
The Healing Table
A table born of earth and care,
Cured in oils, beyond compare.
Months of touch and healing grace,
Prepared to hold a sacred space.
Steam that rises, calm and slow,
Herbs that warm the skin below.
Not just a bath, but ancient art—
Where body rests, and soul can start.
Flowing Walls Tells a Story
On flowing walls, the stories play,
Of trees and nets and fisher’s day.
A boat, a bird, a bullock’s grace,
Each ripple moves in nature’s pace.
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Coconuts sway, the waters sing,
Eagles soar with widening wing.
A pool not still, but made to show,
How life and art in rhythm flow.
Stories shaped by soul, not trends
The Quiet Signature of Sovnear
Videos
A Glimpse of Sovnear — In Motion, In Meaning, In Magic
Nature is Home — the landscape our Interior, the sky our Exterior, and every detail a quiet masterpiece.
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Frames of Sovnear
More than Memories
Better than Sovenir
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