Showing posts with label sri lanka. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sri lanka. Show all posts

Wednesday, 9 October 2013

Lectures, Nintendos and prospective Angel-falling

 

Life has been a bit rocky, but who doesn’t go through those times. These are these people sometimes who are so low, that when you thought they cant get any worse, he hit a whole new level.

I don’t want to speak of such awful things, on a side note my work times have changed, from 8.30 to 5.30pm, to 9 to 5, so much better, with all the traffic in the morning and the rush in the evening, its amazing how much of a change half an hour can give.

So I’m lecturing tomorrow, its not like the practical's where I can do this or maybe that and get the result, and math isn't my favourite subject, I barely passed in school and the only reason I passed in campus is because of larger assignment deadlines and helpful friends.

So that’s all I can say for now, yeah life is pretty much boring, I have to wait for November for it to get any interesting, other than my brothers birthday this month [Note to self, make a butt-kicking birthday card], I don’t really see much happening this month, I think there maybe some events next month, and if one of my prospective job offers come through, I am totally set, plus I got some friends coming back down to SL.

Damn it, Its really hard to have a good time when your really good friends live in different continents –_–.

Anyway I’m trying to save up for a Nintendo 3DS_XL, but I would really thing the 2DS would be more affordable but its still not released and I’m not sure if SL will get it before christmas, but I’m totally up for buying it at christmas, first of all I must find a good retailer, the guys who I asked for gave me double the actual price, I was like WTF. Needless to say I wont be contacting them any time soon.

So the latest season of SPN is back on, I cant help but be totally spazzing. It was all, Hallelujah its raining Angels! last time and I have the latest Sleepy Hollow episode to watched, al downloaded and ready to be feasted on when I get home.

Cant forget that I must prepare for tomorrows lecture.

Till Next Time,

Yours Truly (also Diabolik Lovers was totally yeesh, bleugh)

 

M

Wednesday, 2 October 2013

Paydays and Plain Tea

 

I’ve lamented the boredom of last week and this week, my schedule is totally filled up. Not that I am complaining. Also they extend my contract for another month till I find a job more fitting.

So yesterday was payday, I went and bought shoes, yes, shoes, a pair of flats that reminded my sister and I of the cat in the hat, (sister calls my shoes, thing 1 and thing 2). And a pair of aqua, or is it teal? heels. And also bought a few over due birthday presents, took care of a few necessities that I promised to take care of and ended up with only a miniscule fraction of the initial amount, which was then spent today to come to work. I seriously need to find a better paying job. So here I am drinking a cup of gingery though slightly watery plain tea and blogging and have a on-stop yawn session.

Other than that I cant say there is anything new-ish to tell you about, I did finish watch 3 anime series that I really wanted to finish up. But still a load of them to watch. Its quite boring, nothing much to note.

Also the traffic in the Wellawatta area is pure hell in the mornings, seriously, I mean just to get from point A to point B which usually takes maybe 5 to 10 minutes become a trial and a half that lasts for around half an hour. I just got too late to come in the bus and took a trishaw through marine drive. I’ve been watching sleepy hollow which I think is totally cool and the monsters are creeepy, love it, I want to start watching American Horror Story but too much of a pansy.

Now you see, I’m a big Marvel fan, and DC too. But the recent tv series that are cropping up are a giant let down for me anyway, Now Smallville I loved, maybe till season 5 and half of 6. Arrow was, well, the actor who played Oliver Queen was a let down, he comes off as a prat, even when he is being your friendly neighbourhood vigilante. and Marvels Agents of Shield, Which  was dearly waiting for, which I regret to inform, sort of disappointed me during the first episode, I loved Coulson and all but, there was something missing, maybe I should watch more episodes before giving my final judgment.

So I gotta go now,

and do some work,

Till next time,

M.

Monday, 16 September 2013

Responsibilities of a ‘proper’ Sri Lankan and more about the gossip grapevine

 

While my weekend was quite enjoyable, hanging out with old buds and new. After I came back, I felt like something was missing, like something uncomfortable lodged between two ribs on my side. I have yet to figure out what it is.

I’m at work today, no specific lectures for me, but work around here is getting tedious, lots of documentation, I’m not too much of a fan, but at least its something I can do to alleviate my boredom –_– . I’ve been applying here and there trying to see if I can get another by the time my contract here is finished. While it is pleasant enough working here, I must have said this lot of times before, that I am so very jobless and bored most of the time. I’d prefer a job with a bit more action, and a bit more cushioning on my purse wouldn’t hurt either.

This brings me to the topic of Responsibility and Obligations and the horror of having a sri lankan extended family, I believe that everybody has their own responsibilities to themselves and to their family and all that jazz, but there is a difference between helping someone out and living off them.

In a country like sri lanka, if you are sri lankan you would know that there are many people, not only your family, your relatives, that means all of them, your father cousins and uncles and aunts and your mothers side of things, its all a giant jumble, and not to mention your neighbours, your parents friends, your friends parents, the guy who you buy reloads from, to the guy who sells kanda at the top of the road know what you are doing. That means they are all watching to see your rise to greatness or your dramtic fall, which they will whisper talk to each other over a cup of tea and marie biscuit, it might go something like this:

Next door neighbour (at kanda shop) : Ahh give me one kanda, aney did you know that the older girl or Mr So-and-so, just got her degree, must have money ahh.

Kanda Guy : Ah yes, I see that missy all the time waiting for the bus early in the morning.

Neighbour : Yes, but I don’t think the younger one is good at all, always playing with the animals and listening to music

……………………………

Kanda Guy : Machan, have you heard, So-and-so’s loku daughter is now a big shot engineer lu, money neh

Reload fellow : Ah really, the girl who take the bus XXX right? yes yes, she takes reloads from here

Kanda Guy : Atleast the older one is good, the younger one is supposed to be useless it seems.

Reload fellow : Ah really, how do you know?

KG : You don’t need to know that, I am very close to that family. I guess now all she has to do is get married then

…………………………….

Reload Guy (to aunt who uses same shop) : Ah Mrs P, I heard your niece has gotten good results

Aunt : Ahh yes, she has got first class you see, top of the batch (90% of siri lankans exaggerate if you didn’t know)

RG : So is she getting married soon?

Aunt : Why would you say that?

RG : A friend of the family told something like that, I was just wondering

Aunt : Ahh really, well as far as I know, she isnt.

……………………………………

Aunt (on phone to grandmother/brother in UK) : I heard the elder girl was getting married now that she has done he first class

Grandmother: WHAT!!! I wasn’t told, did she even have a boyfriend, this is what happens to the new generation, they forget us as soon as they get higher in life.

Aunt : I know aney, even when I live close, they didn’t even call me and tell, I had to here from a shop boy

…………………………….

So on and on and it will go and by the time you will here of it, you’d have done a Phd, engaged to a rich fellow, having the wedding in the Cinnamon Grand.

This is how your gossip circles will happen most of the time, not that this exact thing has happened personally, its just I have had experience observing such behavior from the family members and neighbours I have known.

With this will come people who will be all, ahh they are rich and educated, why don’t we go ask some money from them, listen you idiots, BEING EDUCATED DOESN’T MEAN WE’RE FILTHY RICH, our parents earned that money the hard way, just because we have enough for a degree doesn’t mean we get high paying jobs at once or that we are swimming in money, or every time we close our drawers we hear *cha-ching* , and if you fail to deliver you are automatically, the evil rich, selfish bastards who don’t deserve your consideration, then you’ll go from an engaged, doctorate earned older daughter, to the fast girl who spent all her parents money on useless private universities.

This is the way the kokis crumbles over here. I get frustrated, I know the good thing is helping people but with some, it ends up with them living off you.

Responsibilities in Sri Lanka, are like a sticky fly trap, once you get caught you cannot leave, you are the subject of gossip and interest, that’s why, in my opinion its best to migrate at some point in your young life to work abroad and enjoy life, come back for marriage and or if you get a good deal take the people who matter back out there. I love Sri Lanka, there is no place on earth I would exchange for my lovely country but sometimes, even patriots can be fed up of all the BS they have to deal with on a daily basis.

Well, I’ll be off for now,

Till next time,

M.

Friday, 6 September 2013

Ode to the pretty boy in the red shorts

 

It was this wednesday as I got on the 101 bus, a bunch of guys (possibly schooling, I don’t know, they all look very made, with tight shirts and nice shoulders, I saw this one guy in little red shirts, they were not short enough to be short shorts, or long enough to come to the knee, and tight across him bottom, which made my inner girl, purrr, so I need to write this down, you’ll find out why.

When I saw you first you were laughing with your friends,

Snickering and smiling.

School holidays at end.

From the corner of my eye I peeked at your form.

Tight black T-shirt, and those devilish red shorts.

When you got on the bus, I praised my luck.

I really, really, really.

wanted to see your butt.

And so I sidled my sight down,

as you reached up to the railing, your T-shirt slid up.

It was all I could do, to shut my groan up.

Young nubile boys, how you make me blush,

Wide shoulders, nice posteriors and those Adams apple

I just want a touch.

Yet it wasn’t meant to be,

As my bus stop came up.

I choked out excuse me.

And I got the hell out.

Yet you remain in my thoughts,

My sylph in red,

So to you I write this,

Please get out of my head.

I must study for my finals, yet you weave naughty thoughts,

Now shoo you handsome devil,

Red shorts and all.

~M

Thursday, 22 August 2013

On deadlines, hush-hush situations and B.S. levels

 

So before anything, this is an old post that I didn’t upload, this was supposed to go up a week before.

So this post may contain strong personal opinions, possible swearing and an author who

Before I begin anything I want to thank everyone for the feed back for my post on tolerance and misconceptions of the feminist views, I got some very good feedback, people told me that they felt quite the same and ended up in lengthy discussions about the many sides of feminist values, It is seriously like a six-sided dice, but I wont go into it today.

So 2 weeks ago, I had a serious deadline, its so serious that if I don’t meet it, I will end up the useless child for the rest of my life (refer JehanR's Golden child and useless child) and my mom, made me a flask of tea to keep me company while I typed and calculated and facebook-ed in the sidelines.

So I was looking forward to a nonsense post about me and all that, but then I got that itch, to write something. So many people are completely unawares of the undercurrents of BU115h1t, that has been flying around considering one certain incident in Grandpass, for those not in SL, let me give a brief intro, as I have stated before there are different factions here, both who have neatly pocketed themselves into ‘buddhist’ and ‘muslim’, zealots all of them, now the problem with zealots, is that they are ZEALOTS, they take everything too far, and way out of context. There are more incidents than I care to note, but this one incident that happened in the dark hours of Saturday, the 10th was what surprised me. No one would have expected such a horrid thing to happen, now that was the night I was pulling an all nighter, and through a message from a friend, I get to know that some bad shit is going down, now we knew that there was some bad blood here but no one expected a mosque to be attacked or a riot, and when I ended up trying to scour the online news articles, I found…rather it was what I didn’t find, there were about 2 articles, and it gave no indication of what was really happening or what was the current situation.

It was at this point I remembered I had some friends living in that area, one lived far away to still be aware of the clash but be safe from the whole situation, but the other was unfortunately caught in it, when I met my friend this week , I was shocked to see the injuries (while not fatal at all, were completely unwarranted .)

Now this coupled with the excessively rude posts and cyber bullying that these individuals hatch online, just makes this all silly, silly and rude. What's more is that they attack people based on hunches and a very skewed and illogical thinking. They basically attack anyone with an opinion. Personally, I think the whole thing is, (pardon my french) bullshit, Now I may be a bystander and maybe not 100% in the know, but I know what has happened was a complete rubbish bin.

So I won’t speak more about this, it has become utterly ridiculous , a media circus focusing on only one side of the heavily made up, powered and painted story while the other half of the cracked and broken up truth is conveniently swept under the rug.

Since this is actually something that happened a couple of weeks ago, I bet some of you had already forgotten what happened that day, such is the way of Lankans, we forget some, we remember some, but only to our convenience.

Till next post,

M

Wednesday, 7 August 2013

Freedom of Belief and Miss Feminism: Miss-conceptions, Miss-understandings and Miss- apprehensions


So this is one of those rare posts where I tackle a more serious issue on the whole.
So I wanted to make a post about this to clear up some misconceptions and get my thoughts out there, before I begin let me say that I am not easily offended, I respect everyone’s beliefs and you are welcome to state yours in the comments below.
Now as a personal belief, I was brought up in a Christian household but one of my parents are from a Buddhist background (though this never actually affected me in anyway, i.e. difference of religions), I have never attended Sunday school, because both my parents worked and Sundays were the only real days they had a day off. But we did visit the different temples and kovils around Sri Lanka, and tried to attend church whenever we could. While I am not a deeply religious person, I do believe in God, and I believe that there are reasons things happen, I merely tend to go with the flow, I don’t believe that we must leave everything to divine intervention, one of my personal views is that, God doesn’t help those who don’t help themselves, he gave man free will to do as such, to believe in what we want to believe and why we need to believe it. And personally I harbor no hatred or contempt for those of other religions, because I went to mixed school, two of my closest friends were Muslim and Hindu, what I learned from growing up with them, I brought to my current views on the subject. It is basic courtesy to not eat or drink in front of someone who is fasting, its is also basic courtesy to not comment on ones religious and cultural beliefs. I came across this disturbing point as I was asking a Muslim friend about the pilgrimage to Mecca as I had watched a documentary about it the day before, my friend was cautious about answering the question as if expecting me to say some derogatory comment about the subject, but then did eventually warm up to the topic and explained to me about it all. I was surprised that I was NOT surprised that my friend would be cautious about this, since some individuals are trying to stoke the coals of war on this particular subject. And there are a few other friends with whom I avoid talking about the subject completely, I am sad that those that I associate with have such blunt and shuttered worldviews, and I will not be blaming them as many do, “Ahh, it is the way they were brought up, bad parenting.” This particular saying is not an excuse at all, I prefer to think that the way I was brought up and the way I grew up are different, you are the one who choses to believe or adopt an idea, and I will underline the fact Free Will. Regardless of your parenting, you must always strive to educate yourself so you may know more about life and the people around you. If you see people around me talking about subjects that involve the harassing or the ridiculing of people based solely upon their religious beliefs, culture, race, creed, etc., you will se me flinch and turn my head. There is only so much I can do, from personal experience I can tell you, dear reader, that when I attempted to defend this, to explain in a very reasonable tone, I was jeered at and ignored, (you just wait, what would you know, you’re just a girl, ahh you just think he is cute, why are you defending him/her, if you like them so much you should marry them), within the brackets you can see an example of what I have come across. I don’t hate you fools, But I do pity you, I pity the fact that you do not know, what it is like. Sri Lanka being a country, where the majority of the citizens are Buddhists, the rest might get a bit fuzzy. Now we had suffered enough, for 30 years there was a horrible was in this little country, one which I do not want to talk about because I believe while we should not forget the past, we should learn to forgive and live towards the future.
I wish there was someway to educate those people, but not everything is as easy as cheese, so while I can pray that these individuals get some sense into them form the gods above or the devils below, I will quote John Cleese for the purpose of a punch line to this topic.

Now onto the next topic : Feminism
Some of my girl friends and I talk about this topic once in a while, so I wanted to write a piece about this too.
What really is feminism,
OED: “Feminism”: 1. The qualities of females.
2. [After F. feminism.] Advocacy of the rights of women (based on the theory of equality of the sexes).
(term coined in the 19c.)
‘Advocacy of the rights of women’, now while this is correct, and gender equality applies and workplace equality, I want to get down to the little things.
Now in a society such as where I live in Sri Lanka, there is the belief (culture not religious) that all girls should be ladylike and act as such, respect your elders, respect your husband, respect the males and all that, Our country is one where arranged marriages still happen, whether people like it or not. Now while I am all for the respect of elders and people in general, I also expect that respect is returned, you see, respect works both ways.
What really incensed me is the way girls or women are talked about our society today, the mere showing of skin between your jeans and t-shirt, if your blouse billows open at the tops, if your dress is too tight, if you sit with your legs apart, if your skirts are too short, if your t-shirts are too low cut, if you wear heels, if you wear make up, if you don’t smile, and if you do smile.
Let me tell you a few things, I personally have experienced these things, now when I walk anywhere I don’t know and men are on the road I keep my head down and walk a bit faster and tighten the hold on my bag, I ignore the “ahh nangi’s” [translation : ahh little sister] and the hoots, and if I am waiting for someone on the road (one instance I was waiting after classes for my dad to pick me up) a group of boys passed, now let me tell you, would you smile at  bunch of complete strangers on the road? NO, so when I ignored them and pretended to fiddle with my mobile, I heard them not so silently saying, (wedek neha, machan, eki hinawenne wath neha ne – TRANSLATION : Not worth is dude, she wont even smile), so If I don’t smile I am a stiff and if I do smile, to them it would mean that I am interested in them and not just being genial. And one more thing that  have personally come across is my field of study, as I have put up on other posts, I am a mechanical engineering student, now this is a field that not many girls have chosen, and many in SL don’t even want to poke into, though I have come across a few brave souls (Yowza ladies!), I have been asked by lecturers, engineers and many other people, “this is not exactly a girl’s field is it? are you sure about this? It is a hard working field, will you be able to take on the responsibilities?” Guess what people, Yes, Yes and Yes. Now this is at a private university in SL, in the local universities, the female students and stuff have to endure even more horrifying and cringe worthy treatment, now I once attended an IT course in a local university (I wont say which and please do not ask) and in that class there was a girl who was also a language teacher at the same local uni, she was a very nice and polite girl, we got along well. Even the status of being a teacher didn’t exclude her from the verbal abuse and jokes, I remember one incident while the both of us were walking outside of the university, (she was holding a large umbrella, monsoon season) a bunch of university boys were walking by us and they were making rude and vulgar comments on the umbrella, and joking about, now at that time, I wasn’t sure about what to make of it so I looked at she, she just smiled and said, “Oh, don’t mind they are always like that.” 
It broke my heart that this sweet girl had to undergo this everyday, and should I also mention the fact that girls wearing a tad more modern-ish clothes at the local uni is asking for a rag, namely tight jeans, crop tops, sneakers, etc.
Now I want you, dear reader to see, the above paragraphs to see where I actually used the word ‘Feminism’ when referring to my experiences, didn’t find one did you?
so let me start now then. Society tells women to be lady like, to cross their legs, to cover their skin, to walk one way, talk one way and act one way, it is effectively taking away the very things that make us female, women like to be women, we like to dress nice, or comfortable, whether it is in short shorts or baggy pajamas, we like sneakers AND high heels, we like putting on makeup or we don’t, we are too sexual creatures so we should be able to talk about topics such as sex and sexuality without being harassed as being slutty or ‘asking for it’.
Another thing that I have come across, that makes me very sad is that women do not know their importance, their worth, there are women that give up careers to look after children and they are happy with that, (Well, I am not happy for you my dear), there are girls who only want to grow up get married and have babies (well I love babies and want to have them too) but you must be aware that you could be so much more, you could be an educator, an artist, a designer, an engineer, an astronaut, you could be bloody well anything, and don’t let society take it away.
I was once turned away from  a job because I was female, because the management thought that I wont be able to perform as well and they didn’t want to take a risk (even though I broke my back during their evaluation period, it all came down to my gender). I have girlfriends who wont do this or that because their boyfriends do want them to, I personally wouldn’t agree to that, a relationship is something that is a partnership, not a monopoly.
I need feminism so that women can know about what it means to be a woman, what it means to be female and to respect themselves and appreciate themselves more.
I have heard people complaining, “ara pissu gani, eki monada danne?” [TRANSLATION : That stupid woman, what would she know] or “oya kellek neh”[TR: Well you’re a girl, that’s why], too many times, it was a girl who bore you, it was a woman that held you in her own body for nine months, it was she who endured pain to give you life, it was she who fed you and clothed you (But I have the utmost respect to the single fathers, the uncles, brothers, grandfathers and guardians who have done so too, so don’t get my words wrong) It would also have been a female teacher you have in school, it would be a female you will marry (if not..RIGHT ON BRODA!) and it will be a female who will one day bear your children, now what is stupid about this woman? is it that she gave birth to you, or taught you, or loved you.
And one more thing, if someone calls you a feminist, don’t back track don’t say, “well no I’m not a feminist but I think this…” say yes, be proud and say “Why are you threatened by me,?”
You must learn to fight for yourself first ladies, don’t let anyone say anything different, remember everyone is an individual, no man was made more equal than the other, it is we who makes ourselves.
So recently I came across a post, rather a video by a certain lady by the name of Chimamamda Ngozi Adiche for TEDx titled ‘we should all be feminists’
I encourage everyone to watch it not only the ladies
Till next time, Dear reader

Friday, 2 August 2013

Commercializing Hate

I don't usually write quite seriously or on a topic of certain sensitive matter , if one could call it that.


Hate has become quite the fad nowadays, and surprisingly its catching. I was under the impression that the current generation was far more open minded and accepting of the whole view and not the keyhole view on important topics. The emergence of the hate groups, which are unbelievably racist and controversial have proved me wrong over and over again, and what astounds me is that the main supporters are not the older generation waiting to pull out their old grievances but the younger generation who have yet to see the impact that this might have a a mending nation.
For nearly thirty years our country was nearly torn into pieces by a war which at the last few years of its existence was a bloody massacre on both sides, the reasons unclear and now that it has finally been put down, why are people still so bloodthirsty for another war that could tear and bring down the tentative relationships between the people of our country.


While I may not be on top of each an every update of the various situations in the country, I sure do understand the basic gist of the whole she-bang. When One accuses, the other retaliates, this becomes a dangerous tennis game where one group will end up getting beaten up by the other and then the second group responds likewise, then after all the bloodshed and mayhem, what exactly will be left behind, other than strange brown stains in the middle of the road, a bad taste in society’s mouth and a dark spot in everyone’s mind. What I am trying to say is that while a party may say something that may be against your views and insulting, sometimes retaliating is not the answer, while we must always be up to the task of defending our honour and beliefs, the understanding of where the line is drawn and where it should not be crossed must be imprinted on everyone. While the saying ‘An eye for an eye’ could be used, it is also taken horribly out of context, because ‘An eye for an eye, will leave the whole world blind.’ And merely turning the other cheek will not work.

I may say this and try to explain why, from all you might hear the words, but who will listen, thus is how the wheel turns. There is invariably that part of our being, of our very makeup that will not listen that wishes to rebel and to fight till the end, even the most pacifistic person has a stubborn streak.

Human nature will not change, now or in the near future, for we are creatures of war and of survival, the large portions of our history are recorded through wars, the survival of wars or the events leading up to wars, though the past can not be changed and the future in indeterminable, we can at least try to reign ourselves in, and maybe be able to survive a few thousand years more without wiping ourselves out.

What particularly made me want to write this piece was that when wars end, people are left in a state of ‘jetlag’, a hangover of sorts, so like any other addict suffering withdrawal, there is an underlying need for strife, one man proposes a war-like cause and the others grab on to it like drowning men and go along with it.

With todays media, these are still being wide spread, with the social media sites such as facebook, twitter, blogger , these causes are being advertised, people are shamed for going against the directives and rules of this one group. What does this accomplish but more problems, maybe its just me, a girl behind a keyboard, maybe I’m not worth listening or even reading this post, but the thing is, there are people who look and people who see, people who talk, and people who say, people who hear and people who listen, what I am saying is , try to find which one you are, and where you fit into the whole cake mix.

With that said, I must leave,

farewell readers, M

Saturday, 13 November 2010

K-pop and M. Night Shyamalan?




Hey again everybody...yeah 2 posts in within 24 hours...well thats how I roll...
Well I'm sitting in my living room right now and listening to Owl City's To the Sky the soundtrack from the movie The Legend of the Guardians...Awesome movie, great CGI and a must watch, it's based on the famous Guardians of Ga'hoole Series by Kathryn Lasky.





From what I've heard the movie isn't extremely accurate by accurate enough, at least it wasn't made by M. Night Shyamalan, seriously, I used to tolerate his weird and wacky movies like the Village, Lady in the water and etc, but I can't bear to see anymore movies made by him because of what he did to the avatar movie..I was like Totally WTF, within the first 15 minutes of the movie { Sokka's way too serious, Katara's so-so, Aang's like an old man and Zuko is a bleeding Rastafarian disgrace.

Bryce Howards is awesom in this



  

Now where was I, yeah the living room, and I'm trying to do something about my self development assignment, funny how the only way I actually get long assignments and essays done is by listening to music and multitasking, If i remember correctly it was Adam Lambert's album For Your Entertainment that actually got me a Distinction on my IT Assignment...   


 Just hope that my brother comes home today, he rarely visits..but when he does we have fun :P
plus I want to introduce him to the wonderful world of K-pop and K-rock since i'm kind of listening to that now ( 2pm, SHINee, SuperJunior, SNSD, BEAST, The TRAX, G-Dragon from Big Bang, etc)

Here are a few pictures:



SHINee
BEAST
Super Junior
2pm
The Trax






Oh yeah while talking about music, You Guys should check out Alors on danse by Stromae I think, one of my friends recommended it to me and this guy seriously has style..never mind the fact that I can barely remember the french that I learned in school.


Hmm..yeah I'll be closing now but I want to leave a closing note...

Remember the Fallen, Remember the Soldiers, Remember those who gave their lives to protect yours...I grew up in a country gripped in a civil war, only recently did the war come to a close...For almost 30 years people were scared to go in buses to trust their Tamil neighbors...but its over now, thanks to the unwavering leadership of our president, the support of the people and the brave actions of the soldiers of Mother Sri Lanka.


   When I thought that I fought this war alone, You were there by my side on the front lines,
                              And we fought to believe the impossible.
  When I thought that I fought his war alone, we were one with our destinies in-twined,
                            When I thought that I fought without a cause, you gave me a reason why.
                                                                                                                  ~War by Poets of the Fall

Stay safe, Stay true, Stay free...Peace