Srilanka - day one ( scribbled on 6th march 2011 , night)

Sometimes when we sit to think…….time runs so fast…and there is so much you want to do….and then u don’t have time to think about time!! At such moments we are actually living to the fullest; giving our best to that particular moment. And this happens only when we are enjoying workin those stressful time crisis and we are enjoying - doing what we love to do the most. In my case its traveling.

Today I found the whole excericise of traveling little stressed out as was running short of time whole day. What was it? Was it because I was taking lot of pictures and shooting from various angles….was it because my try was to cover all the people whom I could so that later I can share photos with them. Was it that I wanted to cover the feel of the place rather than the actual details……that’s what happened at that beautiful Buddhist temple. The point is……..i was trying to rush and yet it  was something incomplete at the end. Ummm after reaching golface beach things changed a bit. May be because raval bhai surfaced his anger that I was talking to someone while he was instructing…..and I felt little low as that was not my intension at all….i was just trying to help someone. But anyway if that’s how someone has felt that I should work on it and be careful from next time onwards……..

At gol beach………I didn’t do much. Took few shots in one particular zone and sat with peace….listening to sounds and sights in front……….sillouhettes of two couples in the sea…….and I so much wishes if somehow I could send it to rupak for his film premapichi….but then did it matter???i saw those kites……those people selling and flying kites….they were offering colours to the world………..so many of them………….they were filling those spaces…………….and how was their life really? It was just that monotonous tone may be……..they were trying to fill their own voids or earn a living….but whatever it was……they were offering those missing colors in life of others. A thought struck me. When I am lamenting on my missing colors……rather than enjoying what I have got……these people are offering all the colors they have not knowing that they may just fill that mysterious color in someone’s life……and may be that’s the reason why I want to travel…………to discover those mysterious colors…………to get awarded for any good karmas that I have done and be eligible for those people’s efforts….be it a fruit man asking me address to collect his photo or that small little girl selling kites…………




i feel I should earn it..and the only way I can really do is by valuing and appreciating the colors I have in my   canvass… I saw at national art galaery in Colombo……..various brighrt colors……..various themes and they all were so beautiful I have been to many art exhibitions and galleries before….in mumbai, kolkata, Hyderabad, Bangalore, Dhaka and chittagong…………..but what I felt here at Colombo was different. They were truly “ colourful” and varied…………….and I feel blessed to be here….

When I arrived at this place after a aloooooooooong journey………….which needs a separate write up in whole and would soon try to text it…..when I entered this place named as Runvelyresort at mr.levinia…..i was welcomed by the sound of waves crashing……….it was night time and not much could be seen. Morever we all were so exhausted that didn’t have time or energy to explore around….all we needed was ……… a clean bed and that was all…………well but I had to struggle a little more to fix certain things with room….

But when I got he keys from kishor bhai…while allotting rooms he mentioned to me bout the beach outside……right outside the resort crossing the tracks. He said its worth getting up early in the moprning n comoing for a walk……………u know what happened????????

Now I realize while typing it………………..i was being like banglorians during Rubaroo kutch. I was exhausted n didn’t want to get up( well I wanted to….but was dead tired) for going to beach as its just another beach……….that was like tapkeshwari story…..which aditi, vikash, lipsha and dimple missed as they thought it was just another sunrise…………….and later they got to know what they missed while viewing those photos of tapkeshwari caves

May be that what I am feeling now….when geeta ben said that when we are traveling……..we should just forget other things……including that we are tired…I said agreed….but my tiredness is carried along since many days and not just the journey’s aftereffect……….but now I realize…………………its important to be on time…………….like rupak an nagraj on Rubaroo kutch. There bags were pack always…ready to go…..when other including me used to wake up they used to be ready taking photos of the place around……..may be I need to just recollect and revise my fact that its two option 1) you sleep 2) you visit the place……………………you choose any one….but you will never ever regret the second option as it will always have a surprise towards the end…………

So now when I m typing all this…there are so many things on my mind…want to write bout this place srilanka- so friendly people…warm…..laid back…..beautiful wide roads……..huge trees……………city like any other and yet having a story of its own…but for knowing it I need more time………..to read between the lines…………..to understand its pulse…………….need to stay here for longer time…may be a month or two………..to get deeper and breathe with them…………..need to get more deeper……..coz what seems from the face value- it simple rocks!!! Yes……the party outside is simply rocking……………

I was talking to the owner of this place who is now a good friend. His wife and he were having dinner in the garden facnig the beach…and the music was gong on. And the words that came out of me were” its unfair” and he got little puzzled…..i said that it was so mean that whenever I wanted to step in the room to take rest some track wouldget played…..and it would be my favourite……and this didn’t happen once………..not twice……..it was happening since more than an hour………and the tempo was builing up…………..one after the other…………. You are beautiful………..waka waka…………rise up……….. un dos tres…….. waiting for tonight………..culo………….mylo……………ahhhhhhhhhhhhh the list was just perfect……..and I want to know who the DJ is……….i really want to know…so if any srilankan gets to read this piece of text that am scribbling now with a blur idea in mind that may be this will go on my blog someday………please try to find out and I wil be greatly pbliged who played the disc at Beach Sunset – the private property of RUNVELY RESORT on 6^th march 2011 at Mt. Levinia in Coloumbo.

Nero – the owner’s wife shared the same view…and she also felt that songs progressed with right tempo..they invited me for the dance…but I told them that I had to get up n be ready to elave at 6 in the morning. Those were my words. But what did I do later? Took ma masi n devabhai to that place……guys were partying out and the beach lied across….we went on beach for like less than 5 minutes…returned back…..devabhai didn’t move from the seat that was stationed right in front of the deck….i think he took his own sweet time to first digest to the whole ambience and then his own time to enjoy it. We moved in…did some photography with the staff…that guy shuntam…seemed little pissed with me. May be. May be because owner asked him to take our picture with him…..or may be because I didn’t really gave him that attention when he was trying to flirt. Oh I did enjoy the attention from all guys..they were really sweet…very co-operative friendly and warm. In fact I find all srilankan similar. Its too early to build an opinion..but why not…………….am on vacation and in full mood to let my hair down and enjoy. Yeah it’s a sangh yatra and has its own pros and cons. Its own limitation…….but just like I went for that dance party n came back……..something similar…………..cant just be completely myself..and at the same time…..there is no need to curb my internal desires also. What I need to find is a balance………….balance for my own self. Not for others…not at all. For my own self so that from inside I am at harmony…someone said in the train……haromony is just not possible between hindus and muslims……anyway….dont wana get drifeted away to that. The train travel..my anxiety………..oh yes……….thats the exact word of what I was feeling at that time………ANXIETY…………..!!!!!!!!!!!!the journey in flight..everything would come later……

I want to live in now and that’s the erason that m typing all this now when its fresh……..i don’t want to keep it for next morning..as want to staert the day fresh and alive……also don’t want to hoard it in heart and that’s why am scribbling here…………then why should I put it in front of you??????? Welll….coz I just have started believing in sharing the energy…………..whether its positive or negative for you……depends entirely on you….whil reading if you feel at all that you are not comfortable..or may be you are strongly wanting to criticize me….please feel free to do so. But the point here is that I have scribbled all this as it happened……the was one particular frame of time frame of action passed through my eyes………….what I saw……..how I acted………..how I felt…………………..all those things are described here.if you find this utter crap…or just a platform to brag bout myself…or my philosophy……nething………..just leave this place right now…………….coz I believ we should try to gel with things that can elevate us………………and yeahhhhh doesn’t mean that we got to avoid……igonore and dump all negativityes………….no………………….negativities need to be hugged………….need to be accepted……….. need to be considered………………….and then it wil become our friends…………..will become lessons…………and will become the biggest strength………..so when these thoughts are coming to my mind…..what am I feeling right now?????????or was I feeling last night? I was feeling isnecuse……..mad………..angry…….as was expecting a call from someone DESPERATELY. And he didn’t call. My mind doest even want to ponder the reason why didn’t he? Why did he even bother to talk when I was gong away for a long time( I know long time is not really long…it’s the matter of just one week!!) why didn’t he do it especially when we hadn’t spoken for 3 days that too because of his attitude problem…that he never calls!!!!!!!! If saints want to be saintly……………..let them be so. I don’t even want to mention them here!!!!  Jai Ho……………

So now, when I find myself little enlightened…or say little educated…..lets revise. What did I learn while writing this???? That we should hug the negativities. My negativity here is my insecurity…my ego of not calling back…. My expectation that he should call me when I am leaving………..so let me accept it…….let me hug it………let me hug my mistake……………..give it a tight peck…….and consider it and understand it. Once am done and once am fine…………I think I wil be better…be strong to carry out my task of life………………..spread the smile……………the happiness……………. The pure joy of just being in that moment……….

Ahhh so much in a moment?????????????

Did I listen to some discource>>> no

Did I see some film>> some dialogue???? No

Did I read some book>>> yess I did – eleven minutes..but it had nothing much to influence my thoughts but just one thing- I started focusing on myself than others.

Did I meet new people?????

YESSSSSSSSSS…………and made so many friends

Prassan- first friend at beach of mt.levinia…first one to come n greet me.

Nero – owner’s wife( name struck me first but she is the last person I met and got friends with in the whole day)

Vinod – the tour guide. Who never got fed up with my questions, who never got excited also. Who answered all of it without being dull without being hyper. Who wasn’t boring…who wasn’t amusing either. He was somehow the perfect tourguide- by textbook I mean. I liked his company and yup…he did find me intriguing and asked many question bout my life at the end. The driver …………..and his name is something I forgot

All the staff at the resort..

The tabla player – raju bhai….

All the travelers of the sangh…………………….very interesting and I kept telling myself………………..listen………….listen……………..be present………………

And that music………while taking those two couples stanging in the beach………

Perfect melody……………….those kites……….and yeah it did remind me of my visit to chile – vina .so similar. So very similar.

And..my hobby/passion of learning languages is having a new affair- sinhalee…

Stuti………….and many other words

Lasanai

Sundarai

Hmmmmmmmm

So nw tmrw m gonna meet some nice elephants………………….there are interesting things…………and big encounter with nature………so m full prepared for this unnatural date with natreu………………..

Ahhhhh should I sleep!! Yes …….

So now……………………..let me bid goodnight to my own happy and pleased self. How please m I !!!!

Ma’s birthday went well.sheis happy. Different style. Different way. New people. New inputs..new messages………….new smiles………..am happy for her. I love her………….and I m being so lost in photography……..saw the photos but………….didnt ocme out the way I expected……..not so impressive work. Need to work better tomorrow. M getting lost in taking photos of the people…….but anyway..its  all for the smiles.

Cheers………..and this day goes for the smile………………….

That of gautam Buddha……………………

Is that the inspiration/???????dont know????????what played the trick……..but m happy……………and in love with srilanka……..

Tonight is definitely going to be good good good night……( even this was one of the song on the track……….ahhhh please someone tell me which DJ performed at sunset beach resort at mt. levinia????? )

what is love

"love" is the adjective given to all
few corrupted, few adored
became traditional, new ideas were born.
in midst of philosophy and practical life that is called
butstill "love" is adjective to
feeling, tendor enough in heart
or mind believed by some
energy as seen by rationals
whatever, plays in literature is given
by great writers and leagues of its depth is felt
i treat is just as adjective
of some spirit that is there
between me, you and whole world
between evvl or thigns fair
not visulised yet by meno auditary radiations heard by senses
just got my feet wet by feeling its wordly partdue like soft tender word
trend of teens made sensitive ones
rigid and solid by thinkers further
easy and lively by mind those are not dead
worship by workers, freindship bby innocents
madness by sadists, pollination by poet
whatever is termed is categorised in it
still wea re beginners to peep through
membrane and are getting so deep fathoms
what will be our result than
after crossing all, beyond adjective and 
feeling and parting with the spirit
whose adjective i call upon as love
called upon as music rythms found even in infants
little tulips blossom as if
our sixth sense feel to please
on sight of two birds loving
or huge calibres make me think
concepts beyond knowledge
informatioin even immature yet
no means to even imagine
THE WORLD OF AINSWICK is that
where "love" is nothing but
the ahead movement is the process of learning.

WHY

Why do we all live?
Why do mothers love the child?
Why god is so kind?
Why crime takes place?
Why does mankind does not end in a day?
Wy there is sabotage every moment
Why pains take long to heal
Why time is the emperor
Why do gamour never seem to cease
Why does memories are immortal
Is there no way we can just crase them?
Why there is no sanoty amongst leaders?
Why the heads whoch rule
Are never on shoulder
And those brainy..why they panic so much?
Without havin balls to jump in arena
Why do people critisizewhen themselves on no grounds to speak
Why do we tame animals
When we don’t have excelled living as human beings
Why the earth spins around
And it never stops.
Even if people pray or pierce knives
What difference it makes if I act wise
Giving donations, being conventionally good
Or kill thousands rap or be anyway insane
Finally why blood and flesh always matters
Are we not above then animals?
If we are , tell me which way? And how?
Those rationales thinkers who think
They know the reason how we are
Tell me why the whole system is then surviving
If we know the mean and cause behind God’s will
And his powers, why the whole thing is existing
Me typing, you reading this
World spinning , vertical progress
Game of power and money
Where it will end?
The journey of charity
From where does it begun?
Its strange story but the fact
It’s a vicious circle.Why do we all live?
Why do mothers love the child?
Why god is so kind?
Why crime takes place?
Why does mankind does not end in a day?
Wy there is sabotage every moment
Why pains take long to heal
Why time is the emperor
Why do gamour never seem to cease
Why does memories are immortal
Is there no way we can just crase them?
Why there is no sanoty amongst leaders?
Why the heads whoch rule
Are never on shoulder
And those brainy..why they panic so much?
Without havin balls to jump in arena
Why do people critisizewhen themselves on no grounds to speak
Why do we tame animals
When we don’t have excelled living as human beings
Why the earth spins around
And it never stops.
Even if people pray or pierce knives
What difference it makes if I act wise
Giving donations, being conventionally good
Or kill thousands rap or be anyway insane
Finally why blood and flesh always matters
Are we not above then animals?
If we are , tell me which way? And how?
Those rationales thinkers who think
They know the reason how we are
Tell me why the whole system is then surviving
If we know the mean and cause behind God’s will
And his powers, why the whole thing is existing
Me typing, you reading this
World spinning , vertical progress
Game of power and money
Where it will end?
The journey of charity
From where does it begun?
Its strange story but the fact
It’s a vicious circle.