Say What U Wanna Say

Have this happened to you or am I the only unlucky soul experiencing this. I say what I don’t wan’t or should not have said, sometimes the total opposite of what I had in mind. Terrible communication problem. Has lightning struck my wires ?? Thing is, thoughts don’t come quickly to my head. So to keep the conversation going I say something. Hell, I can’t look blank. Once, I was asked what my hobbies were. I eneded up uttering some crap although after some hours I realized I’ve got some interesting hobbies (including Blogging) and should have mentioned those. Creepeeeee…Spookeee…

Then the eventuality, People get the wrong impression about me. (Like I can stop it.. heh heh….) That’s something I hate. But I feel I should not give it so much mind. Just be myself. Its tough to be myself sometimes. Worst part is if they think I’m wiered. The fact that I stick to my guns most of the time makes me a bit different and might add to the weird notion. Awww…. What the…

I don’t get to scan the blogsphere very often like I used to. I miss it because I miss the freedom and the carefree, commitment free atmosphere in it. Say what u wanna say, just like that. Even if I utter crap, no issues.

Long Time

Its been quite some time since I last put up a post or did a bark in any of the blogs I normally visit. Man I must’v missed out on a lot of happenings. Reasons being, Had Exams, found a new Job and the usual work at home. So there were the usual procedures of resignation and starting with the new and of course drilling a hole in my stupid brain to pour in the subject material and the calculations because, I have this habbit of going completely blank in exams. Good thing it didn’t happen this time to a large extent. Phew!! Not to forget the daily chores at home and also providing security to my cousin’s at the moment building, upstair house.

Well that was what kept me occupied and OH!! My wretched PC gave trouble and was at repairs for more than a week. So it’s with a new Mother Board and won’t believe only recently installed Windows XP!! How pathetic is that???? All this time I was on Windows 2000. What a crime!!!! Anyheehaww, I may not be able to be posting regularly as I used to because the new work could be pretty demanding. I’m not in a hurry to stop posting as its quite a jolly feeling to be in the blogsphere.

Hope everyone’s keeping well and happy no matter what problems there may be. Let then off the mind, at least for a while. I’m telling ya people, its easier said than done, but believe me its worth it !! (hey, hey don’t forget to address the issues after you come down to planet earth from the blogsphere) Damn hard isn’t it, to tell yourself “everythings gonna be alright, everythings gonna be alright “ I dunno how Bob Marley manages to say it with such ease. Great song though “No Woman No Cry” yeah eyah….

I was going through a souvenir my father got from a sing-along session featuring the Gypsies and Mariazelle. It had the lyrics of all the old time Golden Chimes. Home on the Range, Country roads, a load of Jim Reeves Classics and of course my favorite Popular Sinhala songs (Lo Ada Nindey, Sanda Wata Ran Tharu, Sala Lihini Kowul etc….) and Baila. Must ‘v been awesome to sing along. I saw the tickets lying at home but did not pay much attention. Now only I realize these souvenirs were for that event. And here’s one of my all time favorites,

“Swing Lo Sweet chariot ……
Coming for to carry me Home……
Swing Lo Sweet chariot……..
Coming for to carry me Home………

I looked over Jordan and what did I see ……
Coming for to carry me Home……
A band of angels comin’ after me……..
Coming for to carry me Home………

If you get to heaven before I do ……
Coming for to carry me Home……
Just tell my friends I’m comin’ too……..
Coming for to carry me Home………”

Going to heaven ?? with friends ??????.... hmmm…..

monawa unath….

One more…. One more….. !!!!

I see THEM.... I see THEM NOT !!

I suddenly remembered an incident that happened some time (years) back.

I was in the bus stand after lectures with a friend. I saw him checking out a nice chick. Well I also turned round and was checking her out although I could see from the corner of my eye she was with a guy. They were quite close to us. I didn't care just kept on looking. My friend suddenly laughed and turned around and said something. I didn't hear that right. Later we got into the bus and I asked him what he said. He said "Machang.... that girl was with S. I think its his girl" Bloody Hell......... S is friend of mine who was also at the same place I went for classes. Shit I didn't notice him. Now what. He must have thought I'm a moron. So the next day I thot I'd go and apologize even if I get hammered by this guy ( S) because he must have invariably seen me fixin my gaze at his girl. So I went and told him "very sorry machang didn't see you". He was laughing like hell saying, "I saw u, u bugger, it was funny hahahaa". That was damn emmmm (embarrasing) Mostly, I felt bad because he was a nice guy who isn't the pada show (show off) type. Hope they are living happily ever after !! I'm very careful after that because if he was a hothead he would have blown my head off, but if so I wouldn't have felt guilty.

Quite a few of my sister's friends come and complain to her that I see them somewhere but do not come and talk to them. errr.... yeah sometimes I see some of them I'm not sure whether its them or someone else. Some even look in such a mood it scares the shit out'uv me. Hmm.... next time I'm gonna talk wha the hell !! Even if its not one of her friends who knows could be a potential contact. hew ew....

Here comes the happening of the week. My maniac uncle (I've talked about him quite a lot) normally has a bottle (Gin) ready for the World Cup Cricket matches where SriLanka play. He finishes the bottle and wrecks havoc. I go to his place to watch the match and talk all the bullshit, horse shit and what not crap in the world. He often calls up a friend and makes noises to bully them just when someone is about hit the winning run or about to hit a hundred. When Italy and France were kicking penalties in the FIFA WC Final, he, nicely sitting in front of the TV, phone in hand, called a friend and bullied him till the penalty shootout was over. That bugger was mad because he missed the climax of the entire tournament. Thursday he had bought a bottle of Gin for the SL vs NZ match.Match starts at 7 pm local time. To see he had finished the bottle while watching the highlights of the previous day's match shown that afternoon. So for the night, "hulang thamai" He sits like Oliver Twist with no food !! I'm waiting to see what happens during the Aussie match. Anyway, Go SRI LANKAAAA......

Whot’s Happening ??

Oh Brother, the Tigers managed to put a bird up over Katunayake. So they haven’t been watching the Bermuda Bangladesh Match to off load the bombs at Midnight. Hmm or was it during the break?? Which means they don’t care who goes to the Super eight. Anyway they can watch the highlights. I’m thinking, since they boast of having an Air Wing, why not a Cricket Team. Now now this is no Joke. Hope everything settles down. Grievances to those who lost loved ones and hope the wounded will be out of danger. Spare a thought for them.

On Saturday morning I was browsing through the TV channels and stumbled upon MAX TV broadcasting an Indian News Program (NDTV) The Host was speaking to many correspondents from various parts of India regarding Friday’s World Cup Cricket Match. Everyone including the correspondents and the Host was dejected and commenting Negative. They spoke to various people who said they are disappointed and are dejected the fact that they watched the match. One woman said “c’mon we Lost to the Lankan Tigers” wot the…. We aren’t Tigers, but Lions and are as good as any professional Cricket team. That woman should learn to present her fact accurately rather than vomiting emotion. Take That!!

Then they asked a young fan what she has to say. I little girl of about 8 years with her hands folded said the most amazing thing, “Wining and Losing are part of the Game. Let’s hope for better luck next time.” She had the courage to be different. WOW. That was very sweet!! (Certain words are not in my vocabulary, especially ‘sweet’, but on this occasion it seems suitable) They should learn a lesson from our people also how take victory and defeat. Anyhoooo GO Sri Lanka…. !!

Today morning I remembered that 25th was my cousin's birthday. So I rang him up.

Me :Hello Aiya, many happy returns of Yesterday !!
Cousin : Why ??
Me : Yesterday, 25th, I couldn’t wish you for your Birthday……….
Cousin : April, April, aiyooooooo
Me : Ahhh…. Sorry sorry sorry……OK Then…. C U….

Kept the receiver down and remembered I asked my mom about his birthday yesterday and she told me it was on the 25th of APRIL. I wondered why nobody wished him. It did not click me still it was March. When I told this to my Father he was laughing like mad. Also my maniac uncle (Cousin’s Father reffered to in Gin & Tonic, Present) is gonna bully me with this for years. I’m one dead Dog. For people don’t know me that well, this is quite common dumb-ass, tubelight shit I happen to do on and off. I don’t believe it. I was convinced it was April !!

Sorrow – Memories – Happiness

Recently, I went to a funeral where one of my school batch mate’s Father has passed away. Quite a lot of my batch mates have lost one parent, in most cases it’s the Dad. In school days when someone’s parent passes away it is a huge scene. Now, after going for so many funerals (friends, family, neighbors) its sorta becoming not much of an issue. “Its going to happen someday, just that may be it was a bit fast forwarded.” Seems to be the feeling. As we grow up, I guess this is how we are supposed to feel. Even if a very close relative passes away, it is becoming increasingly hard to pull a tear outa my eyes. But definitely feel for the remaining family members as they have to pull up their socks and go on in life. Guess I’ve come to terms with it that everyone including my loved ones gonna go someday expectedly or unexpectedly, when their time is right. Last time a tear popped out… hmmm when was it?? Yeah…. I was in an utterly helpless situation after doing everything in my capacity regarding an issue. It was tough and dangerous. But, not due to sorrow or heartache.

While speaking to R (this guy whose Father passed away) he recalled an incident that took place in our school days. It was quite close to our O Levels. We had a religion class conducted by the Chaplain at that time. It was there from about 7.30 – 10.00 A.M. After that, two friends and my self came to the bus halt to go home. One guy was after Fitness (First XI guys had fitness training from 5 – 7.30 A.M. I think ) All of us were hungry and bored to death after studying. So this Cricketing friend suggested we go to R’s place. R did not come for the class as he took another subject for Religion. OK so we went there but did not know the exact location of his house. We went close by and started shouting his name. He came out screaming don’t shout.

We went into his house and said we were hungry. He said there’s nothing to eat at home. We went and opened his fridge and pantry cupboards. Since there was nothing to eat, we plucked Kurumba (young Coconut) and drank and also ate the flesh of it. MMmm Yum Yum.... I think one guy emptied the last bit of grub there was at home. R was mad at us and was grumbling and wanted us out of the house saying his parents will blast him. We were still hungry. So we dragged him to the bakery on top of the road and filled our stomachs on his behalf. I grabbed a Maalu Paan (Fish Bun). The other two had Beef buns I think. Any way we were laughing throughout the whole drama. Then we told the Bakery owner, “Mudalaali, mey mahaththaya hawasta salli gewai” (Mr. owner, this guy will pay you in the evening) Apparently he knows the owner well. He did not have money to pay at that time. We never refunded him either. It was so damn mean and ruthless but fun too. R was also laughing as he was taken for a byte. Look what we’ve done given the fact that we were after Religion Lessons.

After recalling this incident, we laughed at will, forgetting the fact that it was a funeral. It managed to take away his sorrow at least for a moment. He said “Yako….Umbala edaa maawa iwara karaa ….” (You guys ripped me off that day. You maniacs) Then he gives me the kinda look “Oh God you are not trying to do that again now are you?” Then he settles down with the kinda look “The other two maniacs who were involved aren’t here. So no probs” heh heh….. College memories, they are fit for any occasion to change the mood. I’m sure if we live to see our hair go Grey, we’d still be talking about these incidents, like kids. It’s a great feeling when we get to see old school friends. Talk abt all the mischief and unforgettable incidents. Sure prescribed dose of Sorrow Busters !!