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MY ROCK, MY SANITY (My parents)...

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It was so fun visiting my parents (last summer) who live in a small beautiful village surrounded by hills, mountains and river flowing down on the other side. Spending time with them for the next few days gave me much needed peace and joy I've been longing for. My parents always make sure that we are fed well whenever we come home. Today, seeing them wrinkled and growing old, it breaks my heart. I cried silently and wipe my tears to see those strong hands who once hold me and pull me when I fall are getting weak and shaky. It almost hit me by surprise because I've been too occupied with other things in life and didn't realise that they are growing old each new day. Today, they are no longer as invincible as I used to think when I was a small girl. They're like a child now. My summer with them turn out to be a great reflective moment for me to PAUSE and prioritise myself in the busyness of this life. Grasping on the fact of mortality and passing of, I was humbled by thi…

DESERT DIARY

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Travel far enough, you meet yourself - Cloud Atlas
This exactly happened to me during my recent road trip to a desert city called Jaisalmer (Rajasthan, India) also known as " Golden City." It took over a week for me and my pals to decide where to head for...It was crazy googling and finally one fine winter foggy morning, we packed our travelling rucks and decided to head for the desert. It was clear then as we hit the road and meet all the mountains, rocks, rivers & flock of sheep by the time we pass through Jaipur, we were meant to take this journey... 

My work has taken me to many parts of India but Rajasthan remind unvisited. As we get closer to our destination, we started getting more closer to the ancient history of Kings, kingdoms and most of all ancient civilisation. This "Golden City" of Rajasthan situated in the heart of Thar Desert was once a princely city. This is it. Without further ado, let me unpack and dust off my travelling diary for you... Hope y…

IN THE FACE OF DESPAIR

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The oppressors knows that the primary reason we do nothing is because we have lost any hope of making a difference. It is not that we lack power, compassion, courage or knowledge. Rather, we lack a sense of hope that allows us take what we have into the fray. By sheer inertia, therefore, we lend our own weight to the downward cycle of despair. Our lack of hope keeps us from the front lines of engagement.... Gary Haugen. 


Whether Corruption, Intolerance, Racism, Poverty, Injustice, Terrorism etc... we hardly flinch now since we've become so numb. How comfortable it has become to walk down within our own guarded moral cloister and crowd out the discomfort of the pain and suffering happening around us. These cloud of moral ambiguity, inaction & selective empathy are only hoarding our purpose. Its high time we take sides, for action over inaction, for justice against injustice, for love & forgiveness over hatred & revenge, for books over guns, for humility over flexing musc…

THE BACKPACKER's DIARY

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We are backpackers. We love what we do and we do what we really love. As always, travelling purifies me to behold new experiences and allows me to open my heart and mind to the new things and challenges...  This is the story of a woman who loves hitting the road, swimming across the ocean, climbing the mountains and who loves travelling with her backpacker husband. Am glad we did this together not just because we deserve some break and relaxation but for the love we share and the dreams we dream of…
Completely not knowing what to expect, we finally landed in Colombo on 15th June, 2015.








After all the indulgence, we hop in to one of the local bus (102) that goes to  Colombo fort and from there we boarded the bus for Arugam Bay (Pottuvil). As you can see from the map, it was one weirdest and craziest road journey we've ever taken. We enjoyed the ride to the fullest though. Started from Colombo Fort by 7 pm, we reach Pottuvil the next day at 4 am. 


THE MARVELLOUS ARUGAM BAY !   The lovel…