Magical Place
Familiar smells
Familiar sights
Familiar sounds
Familiar smiles…
All the familiarities and yet something is different.
She is not here with me. Both shes.
The last time I was here was after I had finished my A-Levels. It was/is a place for me to seek solace, peace…to mend myself…and this time I am here again for almost the same reason…I was dying slowly and the offer came at an appropriate time but I almost didn’t take it due to obligations and responsibilities that I need to fulfill…
With just coins in my purse, here I am…in another country, another place, another world…almost cut off from the real world and the many realities awaiting when I return to the place that is called HOME…I have been here for almost a week and today is the first since In arrived that I managed to get hold of my world that I’ve left behind through this thing called INTERNET.
No mrts
No proper transportations
No easy access to internet
No nearby amneities
but I loveD it and I am still loving it…everytime…
A cup of tea on the balcony. The mist settling around. Smack in the middle of the mountain with the weather resembling Hobart in spring…I can die happy and penniless here without caring if it is gonna be costly a burial…Simplicity.
I know that I have alot to do and think about…but right now all I want is to make myself well again…and strong. I had enough of ‘fighting’ with a certain hypocritical ‘tudung minah’ …I am sick of all the pretences and the act of being nice…at least I don’t hide behind that piece of clothing and pretend that I am so sweet and demure while exposing…No matter what I still have that self-worth despite the fact that I can be sick in the head at times…Right now I had enough of this stupid shit because I have more shit to clean up and a bigger shit to deal with when I leave my peaceful place…
For the next few weeks, I am going to enjoy my daily doses of Dilmah tea, breathe in the fresh mountain air and get rid of all these pent up angst…
SRI LANKA…DO YOUR MAGIC…
