Have You Ever Seen River Gin, When She is Younger?

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Gin Ganga isn't something new to me. I grew up with her touch and care. River Gin starts from Gongala mountain and joins the ocean from Ginthota. My village, Baddegama is just one destination of her journey. I have never seen her with clear water in my entire life.

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Gin River when passing my village

She is muddy looking and deeper when coming to my area. A few months ago, I visited Lankagama, where you can enter to Sinahraja rainforest. During my stay, finally, I was able to find the younger version of River Gin! Even though I have seen Gin River thousands of times, I couldn't put my eyes away from the beauty of younger Gin.

Clean water that flows through rounded rocks made a pleasant impression on me. For a moment, I didn't believe this was river Gin.

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The whole night I heard the non-stopping sound of the young Gin, which never make a single sound when flowing through my village. This reminds me of the difference between immaturity and maturity. Immatured young playful river Gin flows freely while making tangles. She is a virgin who hasn't been filthed by humans.

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We had an excellent morning view at the camp. In the morning I went to the riverbank to see the beauty of the rising sun. The combination of different levels of treetops made stunning color while mixing with golden sun rays. I could see a long way along.

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Wet rocks were extremely slippery. I sat on a dry rock and put my legs into the bubbling water. The water was very clean and cold. Even though it was sunny, it made me so comfy.

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A dragonfly

Riverbanks were filled with a wide variety of flora. Unfortunately, I couldn't take any assistance to identify them by name. Altogether young Gin took me to a different world for a while.

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Long-term water flow had made rocks oval-shaped. The rock surface wasn't too rough. I used some rocks and balanced them on top of one another to make a nice stack. And took two small rocks home as a souvenir. Ha haa..

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Again and again, I love this younger version of Gin than the matured, silent, and abused version of River Gin. Every drop of water I touched yesterday must have passed through my village today!

Have You Ever Seen River Gin, When She is Younger? | Ecency