Traveling gives me an utmost pleasure  I love to sit on the front seat and watch every where. The way people laugh , the way they walk ,their behavior and actions etc  When the life goes on slow motion , I think back and try to  make a story . Stories of life , love and people. When I sit at the table to type , all incidents haunt me , one by one.I carefully choose one after next and  build up the story.

I always prefer to make stories with love. My experience are always based on the feelings . The connection between me and food is also same . My love for different types of food is  never gonna change . It may be samosa , pakora or a wade ...Or may be a pastry from Goodies of Hilton all have the equal place in my heart. Some times I love to eat slices of bread with deviled onions. My mom adds Maldive fish and spices to add the flavor. Its a famous sri Lankan dish .
Stories and food have a magical bond same as the bond between the stories and love. Everyone has their own stories. My son has his own created stories of super heroes , Ben ten or Power Rangers. My daughter has advanced stories like history or related to fashion or rather about girls .

My world is filled with multi colored dreams. I dream night and day . Even while eating I dream . I dream about the cake am gonna make in the after noon. Or may be the cocktail am gonna experiment in the night . I love Mojitos among all .. It gives me energy to think ....Dreams are the basement of my story . I love to create the characters based on  my friends. Friends are like jewels for me. I have many friends. I love my friends and I do my best to make them happy. When they are around , I never feel loneliness. Most of them know who I am and they never feel bored of me..

To start up a new story , I need a motivation . A heart attack or a sudden heart pain , rain , dark nights mortivate me . I drink only water , while creating the story line . Or else , I ll loose the interest of writing . My latest book talks about a unmarried middle age dude and a compassionate woman. Lady is in her marriage but she suffers a lot because of many issues. The guy ,an architect helps her to see the outer world , which she did not even imagined. They run , play cricket , hand fighting , looking each others eyes through their own souls  n many more activities. Sex means a meditation for them . Its not like fill the tummy when hungry. Its  like a deep meditation . They both lock their eyes with in the unlimited dimensions and search the missing links. Its equal to a give and give ,peaceful feeling . They both expect nothing from their partners. Relationship continuous .. Time flies. Story goes on....

Stories..black and white or colorful ..every story has a start , core and a finish . But the flavors you add give the taste . When you  add more flavors in different quantities , story line build up like a painting done by Picasso.
What ever, for me ...every action I do has a creative story . Every breathe I take has the tempo to create a story ....