leaving colombo - III

9. Majestic City, a home away from home and the only place i used to shop for shoes, handbags, gifts and popcorn

10. King coconuts which are orange and sweet


11. My friends (need i say more?)

leaving colombo - II

5. Kotthu Rotti


6. Bars cafe, where hanging out with friends was complete with cheesecake and tropical delight fuit waffles

7. My ancient house, with rusty treasure boxes, a bookshelf so huge it makes up one side of a wall, old armchairs, my bedroom and a lot of memories

8. TNL Radio, my only companion during the long nights before exams (i know i can listen to it online now, but its not the same when Oasis and REM play from your ancient rusty radio)

leaving colombo - I

i leave Colombo in a few hours, knowing that i leave behind a treasure chest full of memories. i'm saying goodbye to a part of my life, spent in a city which is home in every special way and so in honor of all the beautiful moments i've had here, i wanted to share a list of 11 things, which i'm going to miss terribly, terribly, terribly.

1. Galle Face Green, a place which has seen me grow up literally. love the beach, the prawn vadas, the ice cream vendors, the acharus, the pier and everything else

2. Carnival, an ice cream parlour, to which a weekly visit is a must. gonna miss the best ever mint choc chip icecream

3.Living close to the beach so whenever i want to, i can go the beach to see the most amazing sunsets

4. My bedroom

New day today?

Last few weeks have been quite tense for my little country. We are at the edge of change and many feel that today there will be an opportunity to bring about a difference. Most of the people I know have been, on the one hand, excited, and on the other hand, apathetic for what lies ahead this morning.

Yesterday was one of the most anticipated elections and, as I write, thousands of votes casted are being counted. Come morning, we will know who the winner is. We had two candidates; both played a big hand in bringing an end to war, an end to mindless terrorism. At what cost? some might ask but others are more than a bit grateful that the days of uncertainty and loss are finally over. And what now? The war is finally over but can we forget the sacrifice, the suffering and the silent cries? some might still ask but others see that post elections, what matters is what lies ahead. Its time to let go of the past.

Voting can be a double edged sword. We had two candidates, many promises and many more agendas. Whom have we decided was better; for governing our people, for ensuring development and for bringing about lasting peace? Have we chosen the right person? Will our choices bring about a positive change? Will our choices make a small amount of difference, if at all?

I've been thinking of my choices for some days now but little did I realise it was all in vain. I never got to cast my vote, my name not being in the "list" and many others like me never got to exercise their right. This affected me much more than I realised.

In a few hours, a leader will be named. There will be many people celebrating victory as well as many others enduring defeat and all I can do is wonder if we will ever see that change we keep talking about. Will there ever be a new day? I don't know.

My First Post

so its a saturday afternoon today and i get this crazy idea to pen down my many and often random thoughts. the idea has been growing inside me for a few days now, like a tiny little seed in my crowded head but i never thought i'd end up writing a blog. i'm not a writing-a-diary sort of person cos firstly, i'm quite lazy and secondly, i used to think it was a waste of time writing down your thoughts when you can instead do something much more useful (like watching TV or facebooking or well, just hanging out).

but something's been happening last few days. i actually started thinking about the great entity called LIFE, (which has been constantly talked about, and people have written a gazillion novels on it, and sung songs about it, written beautiful poems on it, and even written countless blogs on this encompassing subject). of course, i didn't go to ask the usual questions "oh why are we living this life?" or "oh why is life so unfair?" or "life thou art cruel" ladidadida, i started thinking about those little things called coincidences (or some people call it accidents) and how these things define LIFE. this week i had so many coincidences, happy and otherwise, which made me go "okay i really need to write this down in a diary cos i want to remember it ten years later". these coincidences are nothing big but something about them make them memorable. and to me they actually are a major part of my LIFE.

anyways, enough of me being philosophical. what i'm trying to say is that i want to make sure that i dont forget these incidents in my life so hence this blog. i'm calling it "a somebody's diary" cos hey, i am a somebody and hey, this is also a diary, albeit a virtual one.

so thats my first post, with many more to come shortly. i've written down what i've wanted to say. my mission accomplished.