Brownie Photoshoot


It’s not easy when you are a budding food crave for perfection. You crave for good food. You crave day and night in your dreams while eating and walking. Everytime you crave for the perfect shot. That moment you get the perfect photograph you start craving for the very best in perfection.
One struggles and becomes indecisive that you start clicking 100’s of photos of just one dish in various angles and many backgrounds. As an amateur I got stuck in the world of perfect photography. I baked my own brownies and did a shoot a like internet pictures assignment and did all these photographs through my mobile camera.
I became indecisive and fell inove with all the images.
Vote for one ๐Ÿ™‚

I am preparing myself to become a food stylist in dubai.


The Event


I walked pass the crowd at the metro towards the card swiping machine and took the elevator to the platform. The train was due in 5 minutes.

The platform was less crowded and many faces of busy people hardly anyone who were on a leisure journey.

It was my first time at the metro all alone and I was doing fine with the guide book by the RTA and the help of the security officers.

As the train stopped i quickly got in and found myself a seat in the corner of the ladies compartment. ย Yes, dubai RTA has special arrangements for ladies. They have a lady driven taxi as well.

Well i was having a great view of the dubai skyline from the metro as we pass the jumeira area with the burj al arab to my left. I tried to get a photograph as the metro went on its normal speed. The weather was cooling down and I was enjoying the metro ride while strolling through my gallery of my phone for photos and wondering of the event am about to attend.

I dropped off at the emirates metro station and walked towards the bus stop. It was a bit daunting as a first timer but I enjoyed it as I was all alone and exploring dubai.

I took the bus to the festival city mall and the walk to the mall was a kilometre from the bus stop. Finally inside the mall I went in search of the customer service and found jashanmal location.

This was my first metro journey all alone and it lasted 45 minutes. The event i attended was the Aquarius coffee morning and it was my first event in dubai or anywhere to be honest.

The journey from sri lanka to dubai is only 4 hours and 15 minutes but it has given me the 4 years of blogging a world of my own. A page of my own.everything in this blog is my very own words. I know there are many errors grammatically but I still share my own unbiased thoughts.

The blogging journey started on july 3rd with a chicken curry recipe in the year 2012 and today I write all things that I fancy.

The journey was a very long one no matter how small you start always keep your interest and never give up ๐Ÿ™‚

Box park

I looked up and found a lot of containers

Is it the harbour?

No its the box park.

Trust me dubai is really an amazing place. Everytime you look up you find something different and it never stops mesmerising one.

Once while passing al wasl road towards jumeira beach is when I saw this beautiful line up of shops with a container head. The interior and exterior is really unique to me. I sure have seen people living containers but never seen it been made to a modern architecture. ย Only the the top is container the bottom is very beautiful shops with a very different design each one of them representing there concept



Look Up

The box park has many restaurants in boutique style from ice cream to cold juices and cafes you can find many stores. Starbucks is one of them and all of them are very cozy that one can get lost in which to choose.

If you are travelling to dubai soon do put the box park in your “to visit” list.

It’s a nice place to hangout with friends and family.

Look up for the containers ๐Ÿ™‚

Photographs are mine ๐Ÿ™‚


For Posterity

20160706_222607I write thy so the kids would read someday or the other

I just wish my posterity would preserve my work in this world

My dad believed in me over his wealth

Some of which he spent on computer and journalism

It was not just a rupee spent with expectations

It was his pride spent to be preserved

The computing he helped me learn

Or the journalism he saw me dream

Was all walked along with pride

So that I shall make him proud one day

All he expected was a bit of pride in his posterity

Nothing in return

Sadly he is missed but I sure did make him proud

For Posterity