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Do you have one in your life?

After a long time, my friend A and I had a chance to have a (now rare) long afternoon cozy girl chat. As is the case with long cozy girl chats, we fleeted in and out of a hundred topics, laughing at silly jokes, empathising with each other, pulling each others' legs and generally reminiscing about the days/years gone by and how far we have come.

Having a BFF (best friend forever) means so much. It is so much easier to unburden yourself without the fear of being judged or misunderstood. The light-hearted gossip, the secrets shared, the out-pourings of a bruised heart, the silly banter is something one can enjoy only in the best friend's company. True, a husband can be a great friend too but sometimes only a girl can understand another :-) There is no better medicine than to talk your heart out to your BFF. Even if s/he does not really share your opinion, you wouldn't regret one bit in letting your soul bare. You'll be told exactly what you need to hear, also in the ma…

All about R

It has been so long I haven't updated this space about R. He is growing really fast and we have gotten so used to his non-stop chatter that it does not seem like a recent development at all.

R has a new play now. He arranges all his toys neatly in a long queue or just places them at several interjections to resemble vehicles at a traffic signal.

He loves to observe the working of the ants. Of late there has been a entourage of some big black ants in the house. He lies face down and observes them and can remain quiet for more than 5 minutes thus. The other day I caught him having a small chat with an ant," inge po, veleeya po..door pinnani po" But before I could capture the innocence on a video camera, he caught me with the camera and the moment was all lost :-(

If I ask him to come out of the bathroom after bath, he'd say ," amma, nee po...haallu ku po" !

Every few minutes when he is bored or feels he needs to be given some attention, he'd ask, "a…

Time to say bye, already???

..was the feeling that hit us on the morning of our last day in SL. No more of the ready-made breakfast to greet us on the table, no more of getting ready with a song on the lips, no more of packing bags with ready-to-eat food and camera and no more of crashing down to sleep with a weary but fulfilled feeling. Vacation does more harm than good in some ways. But who cares??? I am already ready for the next ;-)

We hounded a few shops the previous evening in the greed to grab some smart outfits but I was quite disappointed. The ones that fitted my taste were not exactly worth the tag price. I might as well buy the stuff here. It wasn't all that exclusive too. We were probably looking for the right things at the wrong place too. However it didn't matter. We got some books and toys for R in the end.

Pictures from the previous evening:

We took a tuk-tuk the next day to the national museum. Chatting with the local people in a foreign place gives you the true feel of the place. This …

The beach, some turtles and Colombo- day 7

The next morning, we got up early to soak in some beach delight before the sun got oppressive and we, tanned. I am, for one, very anxious about not getting tanned. Beach lovers can tch-tch me but probably that's why I prefer the mountains to the sea. Of course I am not blind to nature's beauty and can appreciate the gorgeous sand and water when I visit one. Just that I cannot stand the patchy-skin once back home.

I applied sunscreen liberally on myself and Rand then the three of us set off to have some fun-time on the sands. The beach was literally a hop-skip and jump distance from our hotel. The golden silk-like sands kissed and hugged our feet even as the clear clean waters swept them away. The early morning rays penetrated deep into the waters (and into our skin) causing them (the water I mean) to shine like silver. R loved the water and squealed in delight each time the waves splashed on the shores soaking him wet. There wasn't much sand area, we noticed, as the sea-…

Unawatuna, Galle - day 6

At Unawatuna, we had our first brush of unpleasantness with our tour operator. When we landed at our hotel, we learnt that our rooms had been donated away to some English people who had come down to watch the cricket match at the Galle stadium. The caretaker or manager of the hotel had the cheek to tell us that he 'thought' the English group would leave before we came but then they 'extended' their stay so we'd have to adjust with another alternative accommodation. I mean how lame! I was not against adjusting or staying elsewhere per se, had the reason been a genuine one or result of true misunderstanding. But this was outrageous. I could not help thinking had this particular group been native or maybe even some south Asians, would they have still given away an already booked room away just on some request, however genuine?? It was not as though we had made a booking at the last minute. It was done a good one month in advance. I thought only Indians were fixated w…

The Safari at Yala- day 5

Travelling through villages and towns, the common sights that greeted us were of fresh and inviting veggies and fruits, except of course Durian ;-) But one thing that had us absolutely drooling over was the tender coconut. What's new, don't we have that in India, you ask? Well, I'll tell you. This one is orange in colour and the the size is pretty much the same as our green ones but the water is sweeeeeeeeeet. A standard sized one holds so much water and yet has a sizeable amount of "malai" to eat at the end of the fruit. In my experience in India, if the coconut is big, the water is more but rarely ever this sweet and if you want the "malai-wala", then the water may be sweet but before you can relish you'd reach the bottom. But this one, rightly called the King coconut, is a combination of plentiful sweet water (always) and a good chunk of tasty malai in the end.We devoured one whenever and wherever we could.

The Yala National parkis one of the mo…

Day 4 continues..

The drive to Horton Plains National Park (HPNK) via the vast green grass-fields of the Ambewala farm and New Zealand farm managed by Ambewala was a treat to our eyes. At the entry gate of the HPNK, we bought the tickets for the nature trek through the plains leading to World's End and Baker's falls. Vehicles are allowed only upto a certain point after the entry gate, after which the area is demarcated for trek lovers.

 The short trail up to the demarcated point by vehicle was home to wild stags that could be easily spotted:

We planned to walk at least upto the mini World's End which would have been around 5 kms round trip. R was a total sport and walked enthusiastically refusing to be even held when he faltered over the uneven grounds of small rocks and stones. The trail began as a cobbled path but as we proceeded further into the trail, it began to get a little muddy and rough though it was still manageable. At a particular patch, the shrubs and trees on either sides gre…