Excerpt from "Roaming Thoughts - Unedited" - Road Trip...

I've being reading a lot lately.. that’s why I couldn't write more often. Any way, as usual I'm at office (where I really don't want to be), without having a single idea about what the hell I'm doing here, kind of strange..ha?
I was in bit of a traveling mode last week.. and i thought I really loved flying (though it was my first flying experience and it was a very short trip). I'm thinking about going on a road trip as soon as my degree ends and where I would be able to quit my job. But who knows, may be it'll always remain as a thought (Like all most all of my other wonderful thoughts). Good parents usually don't support these daring ideas (not their fault at all, its how the society works.. who knows may be I'll think the same way they think, in thirty years from now.. one can never say about future..).
So.. how would I like to do this road trip, in case I would never get a chance to go I would like to imagine..
I thought to have a back pack where I can carry all the necessities that I need and kick off from the Pettah bus station, and that my first destination would be Kaluthara and then Galle ('Coz my best friend lives near Galle). (And the last destination of the whole road trip should be hill country, Nuwaraeliya, as I'm in love with that city). But when I take the road map of Sri Lanka, its quite hard to cover all the places I want to visit according to my initial thought, without visiting the same area twice and because of the time constraints (Three months should be the maximum time limit). So now I'm in a bit of a confusion. I want to spend at lease three days in a single place. Then only I would be able to vist all the tourists attraction spots and other hidden beauties. I want to get mix with the crowd, get to know them, and to learn about skills that are passing from generation to generation which are unique to a specific town. I want to wear beautifully painted masks from Ambalanthota and eat "mora miris and Jaffana grapes' from Jaffna. I want to be on top of the hills and feel the clouds near by at Nuwaraeliya and also bathe the beauty of artistic beaches at Nilaweli and eastern coast. I want to feel the glory and grandeur of the ancient kingdoms of Anuradhapura, Polonnaruwa and Yapahuwa and also feel the magnificence and dignity of the nature castle, Kandyan Kingdom. I want to know the hard life of working hard against the hard soil and the glamour of the upcoming cities. In short, I want to feel and experience the diversity and extravagant beauty that this beautiful island, Sri Lanka (where I live) can offer, before setting off to see the beauties of the world.

"Certainly, travel is more than the seeing of sights; it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living." - Miriam Beard

Excerpt from "Roaming Thoughts - Unedited" - may be going wild

its being one hell of a long time.. exams, results, trips, meeting with friends.. but something is missing.. i feel that, and i know that.. out of no where today i figured out that i do lot of eating (junk food specially) when i'm out of mood.. may be thats why i'm getting fat.. hi hi.. after a long time i'm home today for the whole day.. i hate to hear people arguing or fighting, specially people i care about.. it freaks me out.. but.. (now your imaginations can or could go wild) .. i should eat.. work.. trust me i have lot on that section.. degree, music, some other thing i started lately.. these helps to keep me in track (barely) .. i started up reading.. but i don't feel like doing it all the time as i used to.. instead i starts wondering around with the characters.. looking at this i see lot of "i"s'.. may be i'm self centered.. i do this, i do that, i feel bad, i feel happy and all the nonsense about me.. then again i love latin music.. cool rhythms.. beats.. right now i'm listening to soundtrack of dirty dancing 2 havana nights.. very up beat..makes me want really listen to that.. closing my eyes and all.. it kind of distracts me.. which is good.. usually i read what i write when i'm writing.. today i try not to do that.. b'coz i don't want to.. i don't write about what ever the things i'm writing right now usually in here.. but then again, i feel like stepping out of the track.. and go wild once in a while.. so this may well be the start.. i'm eating cocktail mixture.. and i eat a lot.. okay.. may be i should stop now.. by the way i didn't clean up my room today.. anyway, may be you wanna dance now.. (after reading all my crap.. (if u even get to the end :O )) .. okay.. i read now.. here's a song for you to get your body moving..

Mya - Do You Only Wanna Dance Lyrics from Dirty Dancing Hava Nights

Funny thing is when I look into your eyes
I sense something so sincere in your disguise
You whisper secrets I hear only in my dreams
Then I wake up to your tele-smoke screen
I wait patiently while you play your game
'Cause in the end, I'll be the winner all the same
You'll see clearly when the song comes to a stop
I'll be the one blowing kisses from the top

(Mya)
(So baby, stop) Stop, you're surrounded
(I got my love) Love all around ya
(One wrong move) Move and I'll down ya
And that'll end ya
You should surrender
You'll never win
Unless you give in

(So stop, baby, stop) Stop, you're surrounded
(I got my love) Love all around ya
(One wrong move) Move and I'll down ya
And that'll end ya
You should surrender
You'll never win
Unless you give in
So won't you give our love a chance?
Or do you only wanna dance?

You put your lips very closely to my face
And then you run away and so begins the chase
I'll be the hunter, but boy, you better pray
'Cause when I want ya, I'll get you anyway
You know what I wanna do
It ain't nothing new
I'm tired of dropping clues
So, gonna step to you
Will you rise to my occasion?
Or will you make me change your station?

Stop, you're surrounded
(I got my love) Love all around ya (Uh)
(One wrong move) Move and I'll down ya
And that'll end ya
You should surrender
You'll never win
Unless you give in

(Stop) Stop, you're surrounded
(Oh, I got my love) Love all around ya
(One wrong move) Move and I'll down ya
And that'll end ya (Uh)
You should surrender (Uh)
You'll never win
Unless you give in
So won't you give our love a chance?
Or do you only wanna dance?

If you take my hands
And follow my lead
I'll make you dance (I can make you dance)
But if you get my feet (Get my feet)
And miss the beat (And miss the beat)
Then I can't take that chance (Then I can't take that chance)
If you take my hands (Oh)
And follow my lead (Oh, Oh, oh-oh)
I'll make you dance (I can make you dance)
But if you get my feet (Get my feet)
And miss the beat (And miss the beat)
Then I can't take that chance (I can't take it)

(So stop it) Stop, you're surrounded
(I got my love) Love all around ya
(One wrong move) Move and I'll down ya
And that'll end ya
You should surrender
You'll never win
Unless you give in

(So stop) Stop, you're surrounded (Baby stop)
Love all around ya
(One wrong move) Move and I'll down ya
And that'll end ya (Uh)
You should surrender (Uh)
You'll never win
Unless you give in

(Stop, baby, stop) Stop, you're surrounded
(I got my love) Love all around ya (All around you)
Move and I'll down ya
And that'll end ya
You should surrender
You'll never win
Unless you give in

(So stop) Stop, you're surrounded
(I got my love) Love all around ya (All around you)
Move and I'll down ya (Uh-uh-uh)
And that'll end ya (Uh-uh-uh!)
You should surrender (Uh-uh-uh!!)
You'll never win
Unless you give in
So won't you give our love a chance?

"It all comes down to who's by your side" - A Walk to Remember - Nicholas Sparks (1965 - ...)

Excerpt from "Roaming Thoughts - Unedited" - Untitled

I was staring at the screen for a long time without writing anything. Conversations that weave up in my mind, which I think that would be good to write, vanishes in to thin air as soon as they appear. Life is a time bomb which is waiting for the right time to get exploded. For some the right time does come, for some it doesn't. And some defuse the bomb because of the fright of it.
Again I stare, because of the uncertainty of the things that I should write which comes in to my head.
Funerals, always make me think again about life. Sometimes I feel that I'm close to dead than the alive. Well maintained cemeteries are beautiful. And they fascinate me. Not only the dead who can find peace there, but also well alive people like me can find peace there. Some of the dead leave behind a legacy. A legacy that should be outshine by the divine people who are alive. Otherwise the flow would be flawed. There won't be a future for the future.
How can a person be in two places at once? Or go behind most contrasting life paths at once? Because I want to be able to do both. Otherwise the balance would be hampered severely.

What I love most, I do not have. What I have, I cherish most.
We meet strangers, and sometimes make friends out of them.
We meet friends, and sometimes make strangers out of them.
Life is too short, for all these bonds.
It should be free, like the wind that blows.

"I feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience." - William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

Excerpt from "Roaming Thoughts - Unedited" - A Red Rose

"I disliked roses. Yes, quite extraordinary thing to do. I never understood the pureness of a rose, specially a red rose. But now, if I say quite astonishingly.. I love a rose, a red rose. Yet, it's far gone beyond my reach.

History has his mark upon this beautiful red rose. In the colour of blood to the softness like a feather in it's petals, it gives happiness to a young girl, binds the unbind, gives comfort in shattering times and finally reaches the heart of unreachable. But sometimes one can also be irrecoverably wounded by a thorn of a red rose. Thousands of writers over the undying centuries have written uncountable things around a red rose.. Love, hatred, undying passion, desire.. But a single tear drop on petal of a red rose, when it is given hand to hand, is profoundly bound with thousands of unspeakable words.

I've heard and seeing somewhere that a black rose signifies "goodbye". A black rose that I may have now, but I forever love a red rose, a red rose which its color is from me, which its wetness is from me, and which its thorns attached to me."

“But he that dares not grasp the thorn
Should never crave the rose. ” - Anne Bronte (1820 - 1849)

Me, My Friend and My Foe

I'm my friend, and I'm my foe
from the past to the future
in the boat that I raw

It's hard to be a
friend to thee
and a friend to me

So it's either you
or either me
or neither at all

So I became
friend to thee and foe to me
from the past to the future
in the lives to come.