Away from the concrete jungle, drift away to land where dreams are made out of love and everlasting harmony,where the mornings are overflowing with chirps of myriads of different migrant birds and the inhabitant birds who freely wander. That first sip you take from a cup of pure Ceylon tea, the fragrance of the crispy aroma of the soft wind that blows from the Hikkaduwa lake, bringing it down to the simple but heartfelt greeting - ‘’Ayubowan’’ - all which will make you feel that you are living in a dream.
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