Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Chucking the Dragon; chucking the reality of the pearl…



First I saw this book; my purchase decision solely lied on its beautiful design. The chaotic, unconventional graphic design approach mesmerized me and it’s really rare to find such experimentation in a paperback novel format in Sri Lankan Literature. Second point which captured my eye was that even he appeared in a pen name, the author stated that he’s an Anandian, which is also happen to be my school and the first thing that popped to my head was “you are kidding me”, because producing this kind of art piece isnot a mean feat and I was not acknowledged about it all this time until I read the introduction of the book.

The story revolves around the life experiences of a high class drug addictyouthwho puts the period to his drug addiction and tries to move on with his life amidst of uncertain social, political and cultural landscape of war torned Sri Lankan suburbia and clash of his ideologies with the system. This was the first novel which came to my occasional reading experiences which features one unusual combination; high class society in Colombo dealing with the experiences of war, which is for me was nonexistent at that time or simply their opinion was regarded as high minded display of pretentious “human rights” or “party politics” mentality.  Here the protagonist of the story “Mark”, a youth from a well off yet unconventional family has friends of the middle class well as lower class and he studied at government school and reading for the degree in university of Colombo who genuinely sympathizes with the trauma and debacle that’s Sri Lankan middle class is facing not just during the war but even right now.

Pro leftist point of view (which is not my favorite political belief to speak) is amply visible and justified through characters’ struggle in “the survival of the fittest” capitalistic system to survive on a daily basis. One of the key thinking of the author which I also believe in is that ’89 riots and government crackdown of JVP rebels cost Sri Lanka most of the people of our elder generation who are creative, rebellious and stand up with a straightened backbone for what they genuinely believe. It changed the whole political, social and cultural landscape of this country adversely in years to come and the consequences we experiences today is due to the space left by all those vanished intellectual souls who were determined enough to attempt change.

I like how the author bought pop cultural elements in snippets and captions throughout the book. The grungy design approach also follows the whole aura which is created by the philosophy of Nirvana, Rage Against The Machine, Fight Club & Trainspotting Scripts etc… How we see the world in our generation is strongly guided by these cultural elements nowadays due to the fact that post MTV and internet era have pushed the boundaries of knowledge and aesthetic experiences irrespective of which world we belong to. The author has managed to capture this insight but sometimes went too far in statements such as “industrial rock band Nine Inch Nails” rather than plainly saying the band name without overstressing on the knowledge of his music taste.  Nonetheless the effort to understand the current situation in the Sri Lankan political, societal and cultural landscape through pop cultural influences without discarding them as just what people like when they were teenagers is much commendable.

Our protagonist; Mark’s ex- girlfriend Jane who never gives up hope and belief on him till the end of the story gives a touch to the whole dark story.  It also tends to make the readers believe that  the fact that affection and true love is not dead and vanished yet in this capitalistic system and leaves a glimpse of hope that humanity is still visible and can be found if one is ready to open his/her eyes and look around with an open heart. The story also shows the much grave tragedy of the youth who usestheir bodily pleasures as a mechanism to runway form their failures, fears and pains and how it turns in toan emotional addiction and grave societal problem in an indirect way.

Before winding up, the credit must be given to the publishers, Sri Serendipity publishing House for taking the adventure of this aesthetically as well as ideologically innovative yet harmful project (due to the insecurities of holding contradictory viewpoints in present day society) and to successfully finishing the journey and gifting the Sri Lankan readers with an awesomely looking, rich literature piece to cleanse their hungry minds. May there be more words and wits for the author; Mark Wilde (whoever you are) to write the best about the bad and to make this world a much safer, happier and healthy place for all to live.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

I rescued a human today

I RESCUED A HUMAN TODAY by Janine Allen



Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her.

I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn'
t be afraid. As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage. I didn’t want her to know that I hadn’t been walked today. Sometimes the overworked shelter keepers get too busy and I didn’t want her to think poorly of them.

As she read my kennel card I hoped that she wouldn’t feel sad about my past. I only have the future to look forward to and want to make a difference in someone’s life.

She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me. I shoved my shoulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her. Gentle fingertips caressed my neck; she was desperate for companionship. A tear fell down her cheek and I raised my paw to assure her that all would be well.

Soon my kennel door opened and her smile was so bright that I instantly jumped into her arms.

I would promise to keep her safe.
I would promise to always be by her side.
I would promise to do everything I could to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes.

I was so fortunate that she came down my corridor. So many more are out there who haven’t walked the corridors. So many more to be saved. At least I could save one.

I rescued a human today.


Written by Janine Allen CPDT, Rescue Me Dog's professional dog trainer. Copyright 2012 Rescue Me Dog; www.rescuemedog.org

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

"You Are Here" by Carl Sagan

This excerpt from A Pale Blue Dot was inspired by an image taken, at Carl Sagan's suggestion, by Voyager 1 on February 14, 1990. As the spacecraft left our planetary neighborhood for the fringes of the solar system, engineers turned it around for one last look at its home planet. Voyager 1 was about 6.4 billion kilometers (4 billion miles) away, and approximately 32 degrees above the ecliptic plane, when it captured this portrait of our world. Caught in the center of scattered light rays (a result of taking the picture so close to the Sun), Earth appears as a tiny point of light, a crescent only 0.12 pixel in size.



This made me tear up... sigh.

Monday, May 21, 2012

Marley - Discover the Man We All Know...


Watched this amazing documentary by Kevin Macdonald on Bob Marley. Was waiting for this with great anticipation since I saw the trailer several months back. Given the director and the publishers (Magnolia Pictures) I had a feeling this was going to be a great documentary. Magnolia Pictures in particular have produced and released some great documentaries. This is surely something I would strongly recommend anyone to watch and if you liked his music then this is a must watch! 

The documentary takes a more in-depth look into Marley’s life and helps you understand more about this one of a kind human being who with his music changed the lives of many across the world. I have embedded the official trailer though you can find around 8 different trailers and an extended trailer on youtube( they are also in the link below).

Official Link : http://www.bobmarley.com/marley_the_movie.php



"Interviewer: Are you a rich man? do you have a lot of possessions?
Bob Marley: Possession make you rich? I don't have that type of riches, my riches is life"



Monday, May 14, 2012

real women

Since we just passed the Mother's Day weekend, I thought of sharing this. An awesome read... from Hanne Blank's blog.

Excuse me while I throw this down, I’m old and cranky and tired of hearing the idiocy repeated by people who ought to know better.

Real women do not have curves.    

Real women do not look like just one thing.

Real women have curves, and not.   They are tall, and not.  They are brown-skinned, and olive-skinned, and not.  They have small breasts, and big ones, and no breasts whatsoever.

Real women start their lives as baby girls.  And as baby boys.  And as babies of indeterminate biological sex whose bodies terrify their doctors and families into making all kinds of very sudden decisions.

Real women have big hands and small hands and long elegant fingers and short stubby fingers and manicures and broken nails with dirt under them.

Real women have armpit hair and leg hair and pubic hair and facial hair and chest hair and sexy moustaches and full, luxuriant beards.  Real women have none of these things, spontaneously or as the result of intentional change.  Real women are bald as eggs, by chance and by choice and by chemo.  Real women have hair so long they can sit on it.  Real women wear wigs and weaves and extensions and kufi and do-rags and hairnets and hijab and headscarves and hats and yarmulkes and textured rubber swim caps with the plastic flowers on the sides.

Real women wear high heels and skirts.  Or not.

Real women are feminine and smell good and they are masculine and smell good and they are androgynous and smell good, except when they don’t smell so good, but that can be changed if desired because real women change stuff when they want to.

Real women have ovaries.  Unless they don’t, and sometimes they don’t because they were born that way and sometimes they don’t because they had to have their ovaries removed.  Real women have uteruses, unless they don’t, see above.  Real women have vaginas and clitorises and XX sex chromosomes and high estrogen levels, they ovulate and menstruate and can get pregnant and have babies. Except sometimes not, for a rather spectacular array of reasons both spontaneous and induced.

Real women are fat.  And thin.  And both, and neither, and otherwise.  Doesn’t make them any less real.

There is a phrase I wish I could engrave upon the hearts of every single person, everywhere in the world, and it is this sentence which comes from the genius lips of the grand and eloquent Mr. Glenn Marla:

There is no wrong way to have a body.

I’m going to say it again because it’s important: There is no wrong way to have a body.
And if your moral compass points in any way, shape, or form to equality, you need to get this through your thick skull and stop with the “real women are like such-and-so” crap.
You are not the authority on what “real” human beings are, and who qualifies as “real” and on what basis.   

All human beings are real.

Yes, I know you’re tired of feeling disenfranchised.  It is a tiresome and loathsome thing to be and to feel.  But the tit-for-tat disenfranchisement of others is not going to solve that problem.  Solidarity has to start somewhere and it might as well be with you and me.

How did the JVP insurrection in late 80s impact current Sri Lankan society?

Well this is just a thought that came up. ; the second JVP insurrection in the late 80s claimed more than 60,000 lives most of whom were in thier youths. The bloody carnage claimed policitians, undergraduates, artists, journalists and activists from all walks of lives. Many of those who were killed would have been in thier early/mid 40s if they were alive today. So how has this vaccume impacted the current Sri Lankan society?

Will we be more more conservative or open minded about various issues? For example when taking the entertainment industry and cinema i feel that the 70s society was less conservative compared to our current society? And we seemed to have lost something in the 80s and mid 90s But it can be due to various reasons. And also regarding may other socio-political issues will our thinking be different? and i feel that there is some gap tha needs to be filled by the current genration...

Kolamba Sanniya ( 1976) Comedy/Sinhala

Friday, May 11, 2012

The Police Torture Epidemic in Sri Lanka - A Must Watch Documentary

Came across this amazing 20 minute documentary produced for Aisan Human Rights Commission, which i think every Sri Lankan regardless of their own opinion about human rights should have a look at. The documentary is deeply disturbing and takes a very insightful look at the "torture epidemic" that has gripped the Sri Lankan Police system.

Mr.Basil Fernando of Aisan Human Rights Commission rightly puts it, this is not something the international community will understand properly, and the change should come within from our society itself. Community awareness and strong advocacy against police torture is needed. When you look at the video you will notice several torture victims who have gone through much trauma due to these activities, and today it may be them but tomorrow it can very well be you or one of your loved ones? Have a look share your thoughts and spread the word.

Link: http://www.humanrights.asia/resources/videos/AHRC-VID-002-2012