This is how every evening should be: A crimson sun sets into the Indian Ocean; a stunning twilight follows ...The rough waves are at their loudest when a train isn’t passing nearby. Colombo’s World Trade Centre and Bank of Ceylon buildings shine in all their glory in the distance.
Away from the beach, the cool January ocean breeze carries with it the aroma of the flowers that brighten the gardens of the elegant villas of Mount Lavinia. The last train from Kalutara passes the station en route to the Colombo Fort. And in a quiet lane in a pretty neighbourhood, gentle tunes from a guitar come out of a white-washed house, which glows in the moonlight from a star-lit Sri Lankan sky.
City life ought to have been this simple, this pleasant, this memorable...I know that this is not the kind of life that awaits me in the madness of Bombay. Yet, I dare dream of more Mount Lavinia evenings.
Wonderful description...! Yes, It is mount Lavinia. This is the eye opener for those who are interested to have an atmosphere of a beach and the cool breeze. Thank you Mr.Ajay.
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You are welcome Mr Ashan :) Hope to share more such evenings with "residents" of Mount Lavinia!
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