Without any orientation I walked out of town for hours, stumbling through the ruins of the ancient city Anuradhapura. At the border of a jungle-like forest it started to rain heavily and I found this majestic tree right next to a lake where me and three other fellows coming from another direction looked for a dry spot and found it just right there. Without a word we could tell that we shared the same set of mind, so the look in the eyes was telling more than enough. The tree not just gave us the feeling to be protected and secure, it kind of connected everyone of us from the inside. After we shared some Bulath we resumed our paths and our ways never crossed again.