Scenery, Sri Lanka, Travel, Writing

Intense, breathtaking beauty

From watching a golden moon rise above the waves, to a sea bath at sunrise; where everything was bathed in the most perfect light, Kalkudah was beyond words and the pictures barely do it justice.

That I saw all this beauty with my own eyes, I felt the sand on my feet – I was in that ocean, so calm and inviting is something that I honestly cannot believe.

Beaches aren’t anything new, and neither is a good sea bath or a stroll along the beach at sunset. Especially for a Sri Lankan. Even more for a Sri Lankan living near the coast.

But we take it for granted. Or atleast I do. That we have access to such awe inspiring scenery. That we live around it. That I can see a jaw dropping sunset on my way home from work – but does it matter if we don’t stop and stare? the world will continue to be beautiful. Continue to be awe inspiring and breathtaking, and we will just walk past it.

‘Pics or it didn’t happen’, but if you didn’t take it in, did it really happen? I did take many, many pictures on this trip, and am so glad I did, but there was more to it that the pictures on my camera. Most of my most vivid memories, the one’s where I truly felt alive are not captured on my camera.

I can close my eyes and see it, feel it.

The way the sand billowed under my feet as I stepped into the water. Water that was so clear, the sand reflected the sun and looked like gold dust, floating in the bluest of blue.

The lush greenery that edged the beach, juxtaposed against the deep blue of the sea and the sky, with the sandy beach a dividing line of colour.

Getting into the ocean at sunrise, the water warm, with sudden cold undercurrents, and everyone bathed in a golden morning light. I tried to capture that but couldn’t. How can a camera capture the feeling of being on the edge of the world? of feeling like we were bathing on the horizon, with the sun just an arms length away?

You can’t capture the walk back one evening. The feeling of being tired but oh so happy. The way that everything, from the mud on the path to the headlights of an approaching vehicle took my breath away.

I started this blog because of the feeling a picture can give you, so don’t misunderstand me – I love photography, and I love the feeling of life it gives. I guess what I am saying is that pictures aren’t everything. They are important, but not everything.

I don’t have pictures that do justice to what I saw at Kalkuda, so these will have to do.

 

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Scenery, Sri Lanka, Travel

Momentum

The sky was crazy beautiful all along galle face and marine drive after work; but just as I came to the end of my tuk ride, the sun started to burst out from behind the clouds, and I just had to get down and be the crazy girl – juggling a saree that by the end of the day was almost falling off me; balancing my laptop and by bag; avoiding some questionable looking sand piles (smelt awful) to take pictures of this sunset.

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It’s crazy that all I had to do was stick my head out of my tuk, and later get down and stand on the pavement – to see a view like this.

Sri Lanka, Writing

For Me

It’s too easy for me to forget why I love photography, it’s too easy too fall into a rut of comparison – where someone else always has a better picture.

Photography has always felt like a deep calm breath. It’s a way of not holding everything in your life together, letting it all go for a minute. You have your camera, your settings and you have control. The ability to look at something; through your eyes and save it. Or share it. Show it to strangers on the internet. Or just keep it for yourself as your desktop background.

I remember during exams, before getting back into the hell that is an incomprehensible journal article which I should have read a week ago; a half a minute of looking at my desktop background – at a picture I loved for myself, not anyone else – was enough. It would keep the panic away, and just help so much.

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My friend tossed this cluster of flowers onto a barrel of old oil at an abandoned railway station. She makes good choices in life.

I haven’t forgotten the feeling when I first took a focused picture on manual settings – a picture with decent light that wasn’t shaky. That feeling of pulling the prints out of the white kodak envelope, and realising that my settings were alright.

It felt great.

It still does (Minus the kodak envelope).

I just need to focus on that feeling and not the rest of them.

 

Scenery, Sri Lanka, Study, Travel

A blog revolving around exams?

My camera has gathered dust, and I haven’t posted in 24 days. Tis the exam month. I will be back properly after the 31st of may, with some proper content, promise. For now, here’s a picture that’s currently the lock screen(?) of my laptop, that has helped me breathe and get some perspective.

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just let the picture fill your computer screen, and see if it doesn’t work its magic on you.

(It was meant to go in a different post with more pictures, so maybe it will make a second appearance)

Looking forward to some proper posts 😛 Bye xx

Scenery, Sri Lanka, Travel

To good days

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Taken at Yala, on a school trip years and years ago

I’ve found it very easy to get caught up in the stress of my exams in May, but my final year has honestly been a good one. A more chilled one. The pressure is less, and I have had a lot of fun, a lot of days sleeping in, reading books in bed, watching movies, going out. There have been a lot, a real lot of super chill, happy days and today is one of them.

I finished the netflix series The Crown (definitely recommend) and am just lazing around (probably should finish some reading). But it’s been an overwhelming good day, in a really great last year of uni. The picture has very little to with what I’m talking about, just the colours – the reddish-brown of the road, against the blue water – and it’s a super chill picture, no stress at all.

Have a good day guys xx

Scenery, Sri Lanka, Study, Travel

Study Blues

Continuing the colour- emotion thing, pretending I have a theme going, here are some wonderfully blue landscapes. Blue mountains, Blue skies reflected in Blue water – soak it up, while I sit at my desk and pretend I’m there, cold wind on my face, legs aching after the walk, camera in my hand – in Kandy, at Horton Plains, at Lake Gregory.

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the reflection kinds looks like an oil painting?
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Sri Lanka has the most gorgeous mountains and lakes and skies – and you will always, always be able to find a coconut tree 😛
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Lake Gregory was done up a few years ago – this is the done up side – I move my camera lens a bit, and there’s a shanty town. Urban development for tourists only? A picture and a rant for another time.

 

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Yes, these are the mountains on the home page of the blog – just blue mountains on blue mountains on blue mountains – at horton plains I think. Ed Sheeran, I expect another good mountain song to go with this picture. thanks.
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My absolute fav, I think I took it from a hotel window – so it isn’t the most focused picture – but the colour and the mountains and the mist and the trees!

Currently so overwhelmed and anxious, I’m just breathing in the picture, and feeling at least a little better. Escapism is a definite perk of photography.

looking forward to some post-exam wanderings.

Sri Lanka, Study, Uncategorized

Keep your head in the clouds

Organizing and categorizing my pictures from 2015 and 2016 is honestly a life saver now. It’s stress-free, but it involves focus – so switching from editing a picture to reading a journal article isn’t too difficult a transition. Here’s a filler picture – I’ve got a post scheduled for Monday, so this is just a post to keep me going honestly.

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Keep your head in the clouds, there ain’t nothing worth bothering about down here. 

Just a picture of fluffy clouds, a rainbow and a crane. I took this ages ago, and actually posted it on an older blog, so it feels kind of stand-alone – which is strange for me – I usually like my pictures in series.

But yes. mid-week post for my sanity.

Stay up in the clouds. xx

 

Writing

One big step out of my comfort zone

I think the title says it all.

Posting my pictures on the internet is scary, and now I’m posting my writing. Excuse me while I go die of multiple fear-induced heart attacks.

The waiting game.

It comes uninvited, if not unexpected.
Moving from my stomach to my ribcage, it sits.
And waits – patient. Enduring.
No logic, or reason
No cajoling, good food, promises of hot tea
And nice people will make it go away.
I wait for it, expecting it on every street corner,
Hesitant to say yes, for what if it joins too?
I wait for it, tip toeing around the idea of a good month.
But even still,
It comes least expected.
In the middle of a week of calm and good it appeared.
Every
Morning
Till Eleven
As I lay in bed and gave in to it.
Until it decided that I had had enough
Until it decided that I should take a shower
Until it decided that breakfast, my lectures, my friends, my life
Were things that I should get back to, it waited.
And I waited.

 

Scenery, Sri Lanka, Study

Seeing Red

I obviously haven’t posted in a while, and that’s because I had a bit of a block. I wanted to post a series of red-themes pictures – I sorted them out, made some edits and it was all ready, but it seemed inadequate somehow, and like I was posting just to post, so that post never materialized. While those pictures languished in a folder of my google drive, gathering electronic dust I have had a few shitty weeks, where I saw red (read: polite term for lost my shit on numerous occasions) mainly because I have lost focus in general. My finals are coming up and I am honestly not doing enough work, which is stressing me out on occasion – the rest of the time I’m sleeping/scrolling through insta/wasting time in general. If I’m being perfectly honest, this post is me procrastinating.

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all of the spicy food
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Yes, I’m aware this isn’t red, but the bougainvillea flowers were too pretty and vibrant to not include in this post.

Anyway, one good thing came out of this, and that is that now my red-themed pictures have a theme or a reason – they will not move onto the blogosphere without some semblance of relevance! Hurrah for pictures with purpose! (no, not more purpose than I have in my life – I know you were thinking that. I have tea in my life, and if that isn’t purpose, I don’t know what is :P)

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Random tree at Yala. I have no idea why the leaves of that tree are red – this is not normal tree behavior in Sri Lanka. It is a rebellious, non-conforming tree with a greater purpose. Are those flowers?

Looking at the pictures now, I feel like they have very little relevance to this post. But I like them, so too bad.