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Ever since I came across Sembuwatta Lake on Instagram, I’ve been so wanting to badly, desperately go see it. I did read through a few comments, most of them said “bad roads leading to it” but then I didn’t think too much of it and I convinced my mother @sabina16 anyway. However, what we were not prepared for was the Google map navigation that went on forever — caused by the turn off we took from the road we were coming from — to the extremely lonely nearly 02-hour journey on muddy, cobbled roads that ran on the edge of a mountain. . . . Was the journey worth it though? If I were honest, after two hours of driving in partly fear of if something would happen to the car or get raped in the woods or skid off that cobbled road or the lack of mobile reception or even the LKR 200 entrance ticket (it’s LKR 1,000) for non-Sri Lankans, I’m not sure really. It is a manmade lake, albeit a beautiful one, however, I don’t think it’s something I see myself doing again. Unless of course the roads are better constructed, or someone else is driving, either a plane or a 4x4.
The sunrise at Adam’s Peak was not what I was expecting. It was in fact, low in my little bar of expectations. However, after climbing 2,243m above sea level, it was the first of many treks to come and mountains to climb. . . The prayer flags here reminded me of the ones in Patan (@sabirooo ) and the one’s surrounding @shaibaba ’s and @maumaus_yard ‘s house, with some variation in colour and without much of the love I have for Nepal and Kerala 🤗
This was taken while we were on a Mighty Mini Club trip to Jaffna - yes, there were a gazillion (probs exaggerating) Mini Coopers racing the streets of Jaffna and for those asking, the cars were taken in a train - and while the shitty picture doesn’t do much (or any) justice, this was on the Pannai Bridge that’s a hop step and a jump away from the five-pointed star Jaffna Fort.
Of late, food has been an important element in most things that I do. As most would know, I prefer to cook as opposed to eat the food that’s been made. I guess I’m not the “conventional foodie” but no, that doesn’t make me a food snob either (unless you could count the times I don’t enjoy eating out as much🤔). I do enjoy food that tastes good, but taking me for a buffet would probably be a waste of money. I avoid eating as much as I wind up cooking not for any health or body-size related reason but just that making food is the far more enjoyable part for me in the gastronomical adventure 👩‍🍳. . . . I’m not very artistic or creative, but cooking has become what writing is to me, an escape route to instant art or spasms of creativity. Of course this doesn’t translate to a beautifully decorated plate of food - plating, as most would know, has been an absolute fail with me. Neither does it mean that my chicken curry will taste any different to what you can make. However, through this labour of love, not only am I able to experience “escapism” as we know it, but I also find myself lost amidst the noises of running water in the sink, the splattering of the cumin seeds on the fire or even the monotonous cutting of onions. . . . The table in the picture is a little “celebration” we had during the first week of April. It has been three years since my Mother was able to fulfil her dream of building a house and like most good things in life, this anniversary too, must be celebrated with some mushroom soup, BBQ chicken and mashed potatoes. . . Also fun fact, I don’t quite enjoy food that’s 🍗BBQed (I opted for it because it made sense during the hour(s) long power cuts we were facing then). 👀
Let’s not talk about the past few days because talking is all we’ve done and clearly no good has come out of it. . . On another note, I have gotten into this habit of/hobby of/shown interest in (?!) hiking or trekking⛰. Honestly I don’t know what the difference is and clearly seem to be doing a hit job at this 😂 . . In the lead up to what will hopefully be one of the biggest treks/hikes in my life, where I have managed to enlist my trustee @sabirooo as well, my local comrades @surangaf , @rebelinpurple and I have been doing some local treks. Thankfully the two of them and the good guys at @ceylonramblersclub have been nice enough to stick with me as I do my one-step-at-a-time descent to save my knees (which apparently now needs more saving than that). . . This is a beautiful water stream we saw during our trek to Kirigalpotta, Sri Lanka’s second tallest mountain.
Happy April and happy 2019, albeit a bit late! Indeed, it’s my first post for the year. To say that the first quarter whizzed by is an understatement. The days were long, the nights were longer thanks to bad dreams and inner demons and all in all, the first three months have been a struggle. General anxieties on life have been at an all time high and creativity, at an all time low. . . . Here’s a rather gawky-looking unedited face of mine from 2017 and the time we went to see my favourite @chathuweerasena and @udithaumesh and we went on a road trip to Berlin. Longer hair with lesser greys, simpler times and Chathu’s avocado toast.

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