Losing My Little Chivas...

Ok…have you ever had those treasured presents that you would want to keep for your lifetime. Presents that become lifetime souvenirs?

Well this little Chivas bottle of mine is a similar example. I got it from one of my good buddies who came from abroad several years back. I know its just a simple 200ml Chivas bottle which could be easily obtained from the arrival lounge of the BIA, but it was my first such gift and my refusal to open it on the first day motivated me to keep it as a souvenir.

However, considering the group of friends I associate, it was quite hard to keep their sober eyes off a small bottle of fine Scottish whisky. I had to bear up with endless phone calls on Poya days on how I am depriving a great little get together because of a useless obsession with the bottle.

I used to reply to them saying that we should save it for a special occasion and its not yet the time. They would prompt me and ask what better occasion than this?? I would sarcastically say it would only be opened on the day that Prabhakaran dies and this war of ours is over……

Fuck!! Am I gonna lose my little Chivas?

Always Look on the Brightside of Life…

Life can be a real pain in the arse, there are mistakes you do which are irreversible. Things which you sometimes feel you could have done better and avoided. That petty thought of “ Oh If I had done that it wouldn’t have happened” breaks into your well fortified thought fortress once in a while. Mistakes as my friend Foxhound puts in are irreversible and the best way to deal with it is to accept the reality and the nature in which you took those decisions.

Of course there can be tormenting realities which would be really hard to deal with, like loosing a loved one or meeting up with a deadly accident. It all boils down to your perception of things and how well you are prepared with your logical reasoning of things.

Its ironical sometimes to see that we make fun of crazy and insane people when they seem to be enjoying a better time than us, laughing and running around without giving a rat’s ass about the real world. I guess they are free and happy in their own realm of mind than us.

But for us the sane people life isnt that kind. However, there are somethings which sometimes keeps you going against the hardest times, things which surely puts a smile on your face and gives you motivation to move on. Lately, this song from a hilarious movie which i watched years back has helped me a lot.

Its from Life Of Brian; a great Monty Python production….which in its tag line quoted "A motion picture destined to offend nearly two thirds of the civilized world. And severely annoy the other third"

This seriously thought me to look at the world in a different point of view...

When you're chewing on life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the best...

SpongBob SquarePants, LTTE and the NewBorns...

Well, the Tigers are finally being defeated...at least militarily. It sounds too good to be true, but its happening. Media reports over the exodus, unmanned aerial videos and breaking news updates are all over the television. For the first time in my life I saw three TV presenters saluting before they start their show on state television. If it weren’t for Ahmenidjad’s rather controversial statements at the Anti-Racist Summit news would still be the top story in all major international television channels.

Ah…this war. Yes, this war is older than me, just like anyone in their early twenties I also grew up with it. Of course the battles didn’t affect us directly but the constant fear and distress always tormented our minds. Check points became an essential part of the urban landscape, a routine part of travelling. Bombs would just go off and life would just continue…

In the next few hours many will perish, regardless of their color, race or religion. Quit a few people will be counting their last hours in life. But at the same time there will also be cries…cries of newborns, a generation waking up to a land without war. I don’t know…. may be I am too optimistic but its really hard to let this moment go…a thought which seems so unreal but yet seem to materialize before our eyes. I am feeling jealous of those newborns...bastards...! But who knows what trauma they will grow up to? SpongeBob SquarePants dubbed in Sinhala??

The Smoking Shark...

Well, what did you expect? A live one underwater?

A Cigarette a Day Keeps the Terrorists Away…

Well, anything from a baby diaper to men’s undergarments that the government could impose tax on will help fight off the terrorists. Yes the hefty defense budget which has done miracles for the current government will need its yearly dose of collected tax money to fend off Prabha and the gang. And I have no problem with that, but I guess alcohol and cigarettes in particular play a major role as they are the loyal uninterrupted tax revenue generator for any cash strapped government.

I was not so surprised to walk in to a shop and find out that a cigarette has been increased by 2 rupees. Alcohol has also been increased some even by 50 rupees, but as anyone would guess there will not be any significant decrease in consumption. On the contrary more people are flocking into bars and local restaurants to enjoy the “Awrudu Spirit”. It’s the ideal inelastic good which the government could bully as much as they want and still win the hearts of the masses by doing so.

Yes, the deadly and cursed cigarette and alcohol companies bring nothing but dismay and tragedy to our society, its them who create so much dismay in rural households, its them who thrive on profits while seeing people die. Ah…the badass multinationals and the corrupt idiotic consumers. Lets teach them a lesson, lets increase the tax, not because we don’t have money to run the country, noooh way! Because we really need to teach those bastards a lesson..!
 

 

Well, next time you light one up or pour a small drink just think about the positive contribution. Btw Calypso sucks! its a freaking cocktail drink but the damn thing is still in the market and is often sold off to unsuspecting consumers who come in search of  normal white rum!

Freedom

I'm feeling it now
This strange sense of freedom
All the weight is gone
I feel so light

Nothing has changed
and yet nothing is the same
Why does it feel so good?

I'm lucky
I'm free
All my troubles from yesterday are still with me
Yet they don't bother me

I'm in the same place I was yesterday
but everything seems so much better now
Half Full it is

Many may say success
hardwork and so many other
things are the path to freedom
But they are wrong.
Eternally striving is to be slave to something else

I don't know what this is I've written
But I am not ashamed or embarrassed.
My heart, inner soul told me to do it.
I'm listening to myself...

I am...

It's been a long time since I've seen the sun.
Always in the shadows... always hiding.
The sight of that hopeful sight burns my very skin.

My stomach growls with that tasteless hunger.
Juicy Steak... or fillet, it does nothing for me.
Divine Chocolate might make your mouth water
But for me it tastes only of paper.
For my hunger is empty, only ever needy.

I don't feel, for that part of me
withered away a long time ago.
Oh this endless and shallow hunger.
Will it ever go away?

It's okay, for I only kill the sad, lonely and isolated.
Does anyone really miss them anyway?
But I must... to live.
For I have never thought of death
Except when I died

Oh yes... there was a time when I was like you,
but that was a long time ago.

My life is endless, tiring,
but it goes on and on
for I am a child of the night
a ghost, a wraith, a vampire.