Passi in all her Glory

My mom didn’t have to put up a fight this time, I agreed with no issues at all. I usually don’t like to attend weddings and parties where my greater family is also a part of the chaos, my guys are a little problematic. This time I agreed with no hassle at all to go for a Home coming ceremony in Passikudah, Baticaloa.  You might have already realized why I agreed without any hesitation. Well if you didn’t, one of the best frigging beaches found on this paradise island is right there, in Passikudah.

I was a little afraid the ride would be really tiring since the host of the trip and the party had hired a not so comfy bus. It was one of those Ashok Leyland buses, not the nasty, ugly, angry looking ones that play shitty “octa pad” music, but the decent ones with a good head rest seat and all. The plan was to leave by 5 in the morning but you know as usual it was 7 when we left, the codda(coordinator) had fallen asleep.

It was raining heavily, the night before and the roads were all muddy and ugly. The bus speeded through the winding roads splitting puddles in half, up until Kerunegala. The road from there on is quite straight. So as usual I was shouting out loud, to stop in the “Kurunegala Kaley” to have poll roti and bim maal,and no one heard me, Jesus Christ!

Being the “kiri panu gaaya” fellow, I couldn’t sit for long in the seat. So I decided to go sit in the foot board step, the place I usually end up on any trip I take in a bus. I managed to hit a few good shots here and there.

We arrived at Passikudah at around 4 in the afternoon. Everyone was full “hunter”, so they quietly walked into their rooms to get ready for the party. The party was horrid, the food was, *I’m going to puke face*, but it didn’t matter. The only thing playing in my head was the Sun rise over the eastern sea of Sri Lanka! I told amma I had to go see it. I asked them to join me; they said okay, I went to sleep with the alarm set to 5.15.

So I wake up from my not so comfortable bed, the ground, to the sound of my “Kalu Kella” calling me to go see the beach :D Everyone was fast asleep. I woke them up and all they said was, uuhhhh, and they went back to bed, even Nunga! I put on my red mal mal Shorts and headed down to the beach, which as I was informed was not so far away. I had no clue how to get to it. So now I’m down the pathway leading to the main gate. I was hoping the gate won’t be closed, and as usual, the exact opposite to what I hoped happened, the gate was locked with a inch thick Ibba(padlock). I was a little reluctant to jump over it because this one had major spikes on it. But what the hell I was late, so I did it, *proud*.

So I was expecting to hear at least the waves crashing but, nothing coming*crazy Indian hand motion*! And for my luck I met a fisherman on his way to his boat and I got directions. As I headed down the bend and turned, there she was in all her glory, calm as ever, blue in color, sexy, wiggly, waiting for me! I was so turned on :P And this is what the rest of my story looked like.

So when I walked into the beach, it was really blue. I was just struck in awe. No one was on the beach. Not even a dog, not even a crow, pin drop silence.

Waiting for the sun to come.

Result of boredom, trying to be artistic :P

Waiting........, if you didn't know, it's the hardest part :D

There she came, with a great smile.

The army post on the beach, how lucky :) *sigh*

It's the center of the bay. It's quite dangerous dipping here. Two boys, ## , not too long ago

I hung out at the beach for as long as I could. When will I get another chance? It was amazing. I can't explain, the beauty she was showing off that day. So far the best I have seen. It was worth all the hassle.

Check out my Flickr photo stream for the whole set of pictures. The sunrise looks really cool, really :D

I hope you enjoyed the post.

Cheers!