Vengeance wreaked upon thy haven

Destruction dawned upon thee

And disaster struck many a town.

Mankind grew to be numb and docile.
Bloodshed was common
And violence reigned supreme.

Nature took its course
And punished mankind for their acts.

Vengeance wreaked upon thy haven.
Thy haven so beautiful
And a monument of thine serenity.

Destroyed. Banished.

- I recently stumbled upon this poem I wrote back when I was eighteen. I still wish I could write like this.

Mommy butterfly

In this past week, I

... made an unnecessary splurge on a black empire-waisted dress from Kelly Felder. I don't know why I bought it. Made a mental note to self to quit being so materialistic.

- Made the discovery that I will never stop wanting to live in Galle amidst araliya trees and the charm that is enveloped around the Fort.

- Sorta pulled off playing a main character in a play about HIV and youth.

- Tripped to Kandy and stayed over in a haunted (?) colonial bungalow with members of the cast.

- Also discovered that currently, the only thing I ever want to have at Coco Veranda is their Coco Caramel. And their lamb burger.

- Decided that my favourite breakfast is string hoppers with kiri hodi and pol sambol.

- Made flip flops my new best friend. Screw the fancyass embellished slippers.

- Remembered that I haven't had a thambili in ages.

- Realized that love for oldies music equals love for old cars.

- Understood that people can look SUPER SCARY with short tshirts and bright green leggings.

- Landed with three bruises. All in one day.

- Came to the understanding that the 'I'm so fly like a G6' song is pretty catchy.

- Didn't understand why that guy on the bus wore white trousers and pointy white shoes. He didn't look like he was going for a funeral.

- Also didn't get why people get into mad shopping frenzies during December.

- Wrote my fiftieth post on this blog. :)

- Decided I'm going to chop off all my hair. To a short short boy cut.

melman

:) there is a pleasure in forgetting the crowd around you and staying put in your own little world.

meeting the rascals in november

double chocolate chip

chocolate chip

choco nut

date and nut

Out of this world cookies!! A true treat on my birthday. :D

cookie monster love.

Walking out of Quintessence of Spun Sugar always makes me realize that whatever I ate was different to any other dessert/baked product I've ever indulged in. Be it a mint cookies and cream cupcake or double coloured chocolate brownie, I find the place terribly unique and a lot of passion put into their food. We walked in the other day for cookies for the cookie review we were doing for the column and found ourselves bowled over! In between munches of this cookie and the other handed over to me either by Shabnam or Nisal, I decided to whip out my trusty camera and photograph a few of them cookies.

Jam Window

Biscotti

Chocolate Heart

Rainbows

discovering solace

• Eating rice and curry on a rainy Sunday afternoon. There's nothing that warm basmati rice, dhal, pol sambol and chicken curry can't cure. Besides, nothing and I mean nothing tastes as great and fulfilling as rice and curry.

• Sitting on the beach at Buba on a Sunday evening. Breathing in the salty air and the soft breeze rippling through your hair whilst watching the sea is quite relaxing.

• Curled up on a chair in boxers and a huge tshirt and watching Nigella Express.

• Ditto for Gossip Girl, Bones and Glee. Friends too.

• Walking by myself on the road while on my way to work in the morning. Allows me plenty of time to just think about anything. I love how the voice inside my head sounds at that time of day.

• Catching a whiff of really great perfume. Something that makes you stop in your tracks and look wildly around for the person wearing it.

• Hugs. Warm. Safe. Breathing in the person's perfume and letting it linger in your memories.

• Sitting on the wall at Galleface Green and watching the sunset with your friends' laughter in the background. Always makes me feel happy.

• Curling up on bed with soft pillows at Nanna's place during cousin sleepovers.

• Plus playing childish games with them cousins like Robin Hood, Boys and Girls and Hora Police.

• The warmth and aroma of Mama's brownies baking in the oven.

• Looking out the window during long car rides to Seenigama and listening to the Beatles.

• The first few days of a developing crush. When text messages make you smile unknowingly. When smiles from the 'other' make the butterflies in your tummy seem as though they're on a Red Bull high. When the very innocent flirting takes centre stage in your life. When, all of a sudden, you love how your name sounds when he talks to you or calls you. When eye contact with him keeps you wide awake at night, still thinking about it. When you are aware that the attraction is mutual but silence and exchange of shy smiles is all you need.

• Paying extra close attention to the tortoises and their antics.

• Cream crackers with ice cold strawberry jam. Fresh out of Nanna's fridge.

• Those occasional moments when inspiration hits you hard and you're frantically typing down thoughts into your phone. Almost giddy with excitement and scared that the inspiration will perhaps fade away.

• Suddenly waking up in the middle of the night, hungry and in desperate need of comfort food. Usually taken care of by shifting feet downstairs temporarily for warm soupy noodles or a mug of chocolate icecream sprinkled with Milo powder. Mama always finds this activity of mine rather strange.

• That awesome time of year when your school besties come down for vacation and you can spend hours catching up on school gossip, boys, life and that irresistible piece of chocolate fudge cake you had the last time vacation rolled around.

• Whipping out my camera and getting close-to-perfect shots of food.