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RECAP I had to be on an official visit to Colombo during the early 1990s when Sri Lanka was in the grip of a civil war. On my first day in Colombo, two cops appeared outside my hotel room. They questioned me and searched my passport. One of the cops gave me a puzzled look and whispered to his colleague. Within seconds, he asked me, "Is this how you arrived from the airport?" My First Day in Colombo....CHAPTER 3 Within seconds, Cop 2 asked me, "Is this how you arrived at the airport?" I was perplexed and nervous, and before I could say anything, the two cops began to laugh. Cop 1 remarked, "Mr. Krishnan, you have put your Banian (vest) outside your T-shirt. Did you arrive from the airport in this manner? Cop 2 handed my passport over to me. It felt like a weight off my shoulders, and I couldn't stop laughing as I looked at myself wearing my white Banian over a dark blue T-shirt. The hotel staff, too, burst into laughter; perhaps they wanted to say, "Your comedy of errors has made the cops smile and eased the situation!" Looking at the cops, I clarified, "I just had a bath and was about to dress when you knocked. It all happened in a hurry." "Now, go back and dress properly before leaving the hotel," advised Cop 2. "Have a good evening and a pleasant stay in Colombo," Cop 1 wished before leaving. With a deep sense of relief, I glanced at a hotel staff member who had remained with me. Looking at those cops, he clarified my doubts: "They were Sinhalese Sri Lankan cops, who always conduct a routine check when new guests check in due to the ongoing civil war." Luckily, you were a Keralite, providing a respite from too many questions. If you were from Tamil Nadu, the situation would be different, and I assume the questioning would continue because of the ongoing LTTE (Tamil Rebel Group) civil war. That evening, I had a pleasant walk on the beach. Since then, I have spoken and heard only English, Hindi, and Malayalam in Sri Lanka !!! The End ©Krishnan #reallife #Life #Life_experience #moments

RECAP I had to be on an official visit to Colombo during the early 1990s when Sri Lanka was in the grip of a civil war. On my first day in Colombo, two cops appeared outside my hotel room. They questioned me and searched my passport. One of the cops gave me a puzzled look and whispered to his colleague. Within seconds, he asked me, "Is this how you arrived from the airport?" My First Day in Colombo....CHAPTER 3 Within seconds, Cop 2 asked me, "Is this how you arrived at the airport?" I was perplexed and nervous, and before I could say anything, the two cops began to laugh. Cop 1 remarked, "Mr. Krishnan, you have put your Banian (vest) outside your T-shirt. Did you arrive from the airport in this manner? Cop 2 handed my passport over to me. It felt like a weight off my shoulders, and I couldn't stop laughing as I looked at myself wearing my white Banian over a dark blue T-shirt. The hotel staff, too, burst into laughter; perhaps they wanted to say, "Your comedy of errors has made the cops smile and eased the situation!" Looking at the cops, I clarified, "I just had a bath and was about to dress when you knocked. It all happened in a hurry." "Now, go back and dress properly before leaving the hotel," advised Cop 2. "Have a good evening and a pleasant stay in Colombo," Cop 1 wished before leaving. With a deep sense of relief, I glanced at a hotel staff member who had remained with me. Looking at those cops, he clarified my doubts: "They were Sinhalese Sri Lankan cops, who always conduct a routine check when new guests check in due to the ongoing civil war." Luckily, you were a Keralite, providing a respite from too many questions. If you were from Tamil Nadu, the situation would be different, and I assume the questioning would continue because of the ongoing LTTE (Tamil Rebel Group) civil war. That evening, I had a pleasant walk on the beach. Since then, I have spoken and heard only English, Hindi, and Malayalam in Sri Lanka !!! The End ©Krishnan #reallife #Life #Life_experience #moments

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RECAP It was the early 1990s, and it was my first day in Colombo. A civil war was at its peak during the 1990's, in Sri Lanka. I was on assignment for my Indian company. I had landed in Colombo during and had just checked into a hotel. Immediately after my bath, I heard a knock on my door. I was shocked to see two cops and two hotel staff members standing in the corridor outside my room! My First Day in Colombo… CHAPTER 2 "What's your name?" Cop 1 inquired. "Where are you from?" Cop 2 added. "My name is Krishnan, and I'm from India." I politely answered. "Please stand aside," Cop 2 instructed, and he began looking at my room, including the bathroom. Cop 1 began to speak in Tamil, which I couldn't grasp because of my poor understanding of Tamil. I replied in English, "Pardon me, I did not understand." "Why have you come to Colombo?" Cop 1 continued in English, as he was convinced I did not understand Tamil. "Show your passport," Cop 2 instructed. My heart sank when he requested my passport. I feared I would be in trouble if they held it for some reason. I showed them my passport and visa, which showed the name of our local agency as my sponsor, and all the documentation related to my assignment. I also gave them information about our company's products and briefed them about my assignment. "So you are from Kerala," said Cop 1, flipping through my passport with a smile. Cop 2 stared at me for around 30 seconds, giving me a puzzled look. He then looked at Cop 1 and whispered something to him, pointing at me. I began to feel butterflies in my stomach as my heartbeat raced. Both the hotel staff were also confused as they exchanged glances. They first looked at the cops, then at me. They might have wanted to ask me, "What's wrong?" Within seconds, the two cops asked me, "Is this how you arrived from the airport?" I was perplexed and nervous... To be continued... ©Krishnan #Life #Life_experience #Life_Experiences #moments #reallife

RECAP It was the early 1990s, and it was my first day in Colombo. A civil war was at its peak during the 1990's, in Sri Lanka. I was on assignment for my Indian company. I had landed in Colombo during and had just checked into a hotel. Immediately after my bath, I heard a knock on my door. I was shocked to see two cops and two hotel staff members standing in the corridor outside my room! My First Day in Colombo… CHAPTER 2 "What's your name?" Cop 1 inquired. "Where are you from?" Cop 2 added. "My name is Krishnan, and I'm from India." I politely answered. "Please stand aside," Cop 2 instructed, and he began looking at my room, including the bathroom. Cop 1 began to speak in Tamil, which I couldn't grasp because of my poor understanding of Tamil. I replied in English, "Pardon me, I did not understand." "Why have you come to Colombo?" Cop 1 continued in English, as he was convinced I did not understand Tamil. "Show your passport," Cop 2 instructed. My heart sank when he requested my passport. I feared I would be in trouble if they held it for some reason. I showed them my passport and visa, which showed the name of our local agency as my sponsor, and all the documentation related to my assignment. I also gave them information about our company's products and briefed them about my assignment. "So you are from Kerala," said Cop 1, flipping through my passport with a smile. Cop 2 stared at me for around 30 seconds, giving me a puzzled look. He then looked at Cop 1 and whispered something to him, pointing at me. I began to feel butterflies in my stomach as my heartbeat raced. Both the hotel staff were also confused as they exchanged glances. They first looked at the cops, then at me. They might have wanted to ask me, "What's wrong?" Within seconds, the two cops asked me, "Is this how you arrived from the airport?" I was perplexed and nervous... To be continued... ©Krishnan #Life #Life_experience #Life_Experiences #moments #reallife

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May taught me that nothing goes too slow, whatever my favourite time, my favourite get-together, or my favourite holiday. I just had a wonderful family holiday trip to North East India this May, and it went so fast that even before I could feel the pulse of happiness we were going through, we were standing at the airport on our last leg of the trip, returning back home!  Yes, nothing is permanent. Hence, I make the best use of the moment with my loved ones. May has gone; soon we will be at the end of June... Life's like that, and so is time! ©Krishnan #Travel #Memories #Life #moments

May taught me that nothing goes too slow, whatever my favourite time, my favourite get-together, or my favourite holiday. I just had a wonderful family holiday trip to North East India this May, and it went so fast that even before I could feel the pulse of happiness we were going through, we were standing at the airport on our last leg of the trip, returning back home!  Yes, nothing is permanent. Hence, I make the best use of the moment with my loved ones. May has gone; soon we will be at the end of June... Life's like that, and so is time! ©Krishnan #Travel #Memories #Life #moments

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White Life is full of ups and downs, and it's okay to acknowledge the sad moments along the way. Here are some common sad life moments that people experience: ©priya rai #sunset_time sad life moments

White Life is full of ups and downs, and it's okay to acknowledge the sad moments along the way. Here are some common sad life moments that people experience: ©priya rai #sunset_time sad life moments

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We Do not Remember Days, We Remember Moments..🍭💋🫶 ©Sajad Akbar #Quote #Life #moments #Love #Remember #Sajadwrites #Sajadclicks

We Do not Remember Days, We Remember Moments..🍭💋🫶 ©Sajad Akbar #Quote #Life #moments #Love #Remember #Sajadwrites #Sajadclicks

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Understanding a good poem is far more difficult than writing a mediocre one. It's not for nothing that  poetry is considered to be the most honorable literary genre. ©HintsOfHeart. #Poetry is allusive in substance - hence difficult to understand. ©HintsOfHeart

Understanding a good poem is far more difficult than writing a mediocre one. It's not for nothing that  poetry is considered to be the most honorable literary genre. ©HintsOfHeart. #Poetry is allusive in substance - hence difficult to understand. ©HintsOfHeart

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जो सबसे कठिन है वो बहुत आसान है बस आप को खुद पर भरोसा होना चाहिए कठिनतमं वस्तु अतीव सुलभं भवति, केवलं भवन्तः स्वयमेव विश्वासं कर्तुं अर्हन्ति। The most difficult thing is very easy, you just have to believe in yourself Dhnyvaad jay hind jay bharat har har mahadev ©Mohan raj #Life lessons The most difficult thing is very easy, you just have to believe in yourself

जो सबसे कठिन है वो बहुत आसान है बस आप को खुद पर भरोसा होना चाहिए कठिनतमं वस्तु अतीव सुलभं भवति, केवलं भवन्तः स्वयमेव विश्वासं कर्तुं अर्हन्ति। The most difficult thing is very easy, you just have to believe in yourself Dhnyvaad jay hind jay bharat har har mahadev ©Mohan raj #Life lessons The most difficult thing is very easy, you just have to believe in yourself

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Holi is a popular and significant Hindu festival celebrated as the Festival of Colours, Love, and Spring. Enjoy the present moment in our life 😁 ©Cauvya Life moments #Holi #life

Holi is a popular and significant Hindu festival celebrated as the Festival of Colours, Love, and Spring. Enjoy the present moment in our life 😁 ©Cauvya Life moments #Holi #life