New Year resolutions!

The festive Season and Eating seem to be on par with each other. There have been too many Christmas parties get together and and birthday parties all thrown in to one over the past week. I am worried about my health (and physical appearance) which must be bordering on some dangerous sugar levels. Not that it has made me think twice about eating.

Anyways its time to do the resolution thing although never seems to work
1. All the better to put down reduce eating out whether season or not for the new years resolution no 1
2 Stop visiting shops and picking stuff up and exchanging next day
3Reduce shopping
4Reduce shopping with a big R
5Write accounts expenses of money
6 Be very patient and serene mommy at all times and not have panic attacks when the kids play up
7 handle kids with the mental state of adult and not manipulative kid
8 Read up all aspects of school work before work comes so don’t have to get confused or complicate life with year 3 homework
9 Go to aerobics like a prayer
10 Pray regularly
11 Reduce numbers of shoes
12 Reduce numbers of handbags
13 reduce the wardrobe of clothes
14 change wardrobe ( look at resolution no3,4, 11,12, and 13)
15 Do not complicate life by saying yes to everyone else’s plan
16 Say no when u can’t tolerate in laws madness
17 Go to the spa
18 Be nice and tolerant to nasty colleagues ( not necessarily can break whenever feel like)
19 Clean wardrobes from the hurricane effect
20 Take time off work for self time
21 Go on vacations regularly

Oh damn need to get back to work!

Christmas Shopping!

The last few evenings have been spent visiting odel every evening to try and redeem the HSBC and Nexus points. For some reason I could not find anything I liked for myself. Since it’s the season decided to redeem points and buy gifts for the family. I keep visiting all the shops buy stuff and go exchange the next evening (Loads of hours have been wasted doing this)

Anyways I don’t know why I keep going to in but year after year I visit SLECC and BMICH for the so called Colombo shopping festival. Buy a load of junk and not use it. One of the stalls I saw a girl selling these M&S tops for cheap price but same top was sold for five hundred bucks more at a reputed shop. The same stalls same people same stuff and still I go like a prayer.

The only place I have not been able to get into is House of Fashion, since there is no way you can get a parking space there. It is always crowded. Arpico is like Christmas in paradise with so many decorations for sale did not know what to pick. Anyways the Christmas tree is up with usual décor done. Wanted to get a fresh tree but have no clue how to maintain it thought better not to risk new things.

Merry Christmas to all!!!!

Weekend with Jazz

The weekend just flew by with me doing my favorite stuff. That is absolutely nothing work related or home related. Met up with friends for coffee at Café Du Monde. I had never been there before and I must say the salads and breads are superb.

Sunday morning was invited to join a bunch of friends going for the Jazz Festival at Mount. Well I have never been to a Jazz festival was quite excited and worried about it. I wasn’t sure if I would enjoy the music but decided will not know if I don’t go. Looked at the ticket it said six to eleven. Left home at seven get to the road leading to hotel and get stuck in major traffic. Was slightly worried that I am missing out the jazz and there won’t be any seats.

The cars were moving and snail pace and there was such a big crowd. But this was not for jazz but for some party or music show at Mount Berjaya. Anyways got to the Mount Lavinia hotel at eight. Got to the terrace and there was no one on stage so I guess when they say six they start later (note to be remembered for future festivals). The ambience was just great. Then the four guys turned up and started playing, they were really good. It was one superb evening…..

Real Women!

The Cotton Collection Real women campaign is quite interesting idea. It reminds me of the Dove Shampoo campaign in India, but only difference is I think in India they had got normal women(not models, celebrities, or socialites) to Model. The Real Women in this campaign are well known and not normal average women (they are always featured in the photos of all the social gatherings). It would have been a big hit if they had used someone unknown to people. In the sense professionals, moms at home and I don’t know the average clientele which visits the shop all the time.

If I am not mistaken the ad for our forces, one of the girls is actually working in that particular force. It made it more real because the person who was wearing the uniform and doing the ad actually well deserved to wear it. No point getting Anarkali to wear an uniform and do the ad.

Christmas Vacation!!

My plans of the much awaited Christmas Vacation have gone a mess. As organized as I am, had not planned or booked tickets, now the much awaited trip to Disneyland is in disarrayL. Thank god I did not tell S and D that we were going to hang out in Disneyland. There are absolutely no flight tickets to or from Hongkong for the whole period.

Now need to change the destination and quickly find a way somewhere with loads of rides and a big Toys R Us.

Letter Writing VS Emails

After so many years I sat down and wrote a letter to a friend in England. It made me realize that I don’t do that at all. The fact that her Christmas letter from last year was in my drawer might have been a initializing thing. I did not send her a reply by letter last year but emailed her back. But I am happy I did it. These days its just been emails. I keep in touch with friends only through emails of Face book or sms. Why is it that the art of letter writing is lost?

Advantages of email writing is its easy to type, prompt and I think I am plain lazy to sit down and write. About ten years ago I spent so much money on buying all this perfumed flowery stationary to write and keep in touch with friends or pen pals. Now its an email and no pen pals but chat friends.

But the letter to Santa from the kids is sent without fail since I have to write the four year olds one. Its posted to north pole without a senders address. Maybe I should make up a santa id and mail him as well with the list of gifts required. Then santa could reply that the fifth pixel chick and tenth Thomas the Tank Engine is a big no no and the kids should get Enid blyton and the noddy series……

Tamil movie time Vel

Sunday morning was too much traffic could not do anything much. Was getting traffic updates from family and friends and advised to stay at home. So after lunch decided to go see Tamil movie. Initially the idea was to watch Azhagiya Tamil magan. But the cousins who went for it advised against.

Ended up at one of our theatres and sat in good seats or so I thought. There was this bad smell coming from somewhere and going off. Realized that the guys next to us were putting their feet up on other people’s seats and taking it off. God wanted to throw up the smell was unbearable. The theatre was only a quarter occupied anyway covered my nose with a tissue and watched the whole movie. For a Sunday there were absolutely not many families around only bunches of guys.

The movie was a double Ghilli (Tamil movie viewers will know what I am talking about). The songs were not interesting at all, I love yuvan shanker but I don’t know what went wrong with this movie. At least had a good laugh at vadivelus antics (had nothing better to do that yawn so laughed at the same jokes). There was way too much fighting and violence but can watch once. One good point was there were no two heroines or that would have been way over the top. I think hari did not have time to put another heroine in.

Have decided definitely not going to watch Tamil movies in theatres here anymore. Maybe will go for Om Shanthi Om at liberty next week……….

Paradise Found!

At last found time to stop at odel on Friday evening. The décor was simply superb. The parrots and peacocks did indeed take me to paradise. There must be so much time and care taken to plan something like this. It’s a feast for the eyes. They had beautiful wrapping paper with the same theme. Bought a birthday gift for S s classmate and got it wrapped with the parrots. Did a bit of window shopping and stepped out to have a juice and harpo’s pizza. There was just too much food around did not know what to eat. Wonders never cease I think I am getting out of the “buying clothes for know reason disease”. Hope this lasts through the season.

Stopped by at opticians care to get my new pair of glasses (librarian ones to look intellectual not that I need glasses to be one). Anyways told S to look at the TV and the nice elephant show. I mean what can go wrong with watching some elephants having a walk in the jungle. S Shouted “Oh mum that elephant has five legs look look!” . The light bulbs in the head did not go on immediately ignored him and was busy looking at the glasses. S shouted some more looked up to see the optician sniggering and the customers (old couple) clearly embarrassed. Look into the screen and see the elephant is indeed on heat or something. S goes on as all four year old do “so how come he has five legs tell me tell me” situations like this are vast and really I don’t know how to handle them. Did the next best thing picked up some glasses and told to bill it and left the place quickly. The glasses are intellectual not!!!! Big buying blunder to say the least...

Another Day in Paradise!!

Last evening had to be spent waiting for my turn at the Pediatricians. For some reason the best doctors in town be it kids docs or gynecologists just cannot be on time. Was stuck for three hours with a fretting kid. Anyways I think my problems were very much smaller than what was happening in and around town.

When I heard the news quickly called up to check where family was friends were. I was panicking so much. But how much can you check, was annoyed with the best friend whose mobile was switched off for a good two hours and non reachable on direct line. By this time the stupid mobile ran out of battery.

Parents called me up and told not to hang around shopping complexes or sales too much ( god they make me sound like the mc dudes). I have not found time to stop anywhere these days. But whenever I am free I do have a habit of stopping at sales and shops at peak times. The probability of getting caught in a situation like that is there for everyone.

Was a bit worried that might die of early and who are going to look after the kids. H is clueless about what the kids’ activities are. Was getting more panicky about my dilemma by the minute and called up a friend who reassured me “ only the good die young” and surely u are not in that category!

Now its time to look at migration again and play my part in that big brain drain in the country. But all this talk and I will not leave the country, will forget about this when the schools are open and things are normal and we are back in the Christmas sales.

How a Woman should be?

As explained in one of my previous posts, work has been a big headache due to product defects. It’s become stricter with sourcing goods. My colleague was off work today and told me to keep an eye on his section.

His supplier turned up with some crap and had to reject it. The supplier did not take it too well. He had the nerve to say “Do you know how a woman should behave? Even a man like M won’t reject this. Be like a woman you are a shame to all women in general”

I got really upset and lost my temper. But later just thinking about the whole thing made me realize that’s what he wanted anyways for me to lose my temper. I could not keep it in check. The days I pay his bill it does not make a difference whether I am a woman or man but if u point out mistakes it becomes one big thing blown up.

I sometimes wonder if I am becoming too aggressive. So being aggressive, assertive is for guys and not for girls is it? I used to be a doormat nodding my head to everything but no promotion no responsibility came my way. Due to some circumstances I had to change my ways and am back with a better job responsibility and having a good career. So should learn to ignore and go on with whats left to do. Cause as I read somewhere " money when it’s being brought in as profits does not know the gender u are! "

Another Festival of lights!

Plans of stopping at Paradise came to a stand still this weekend. Since I had conveniently forgotten that we had a festival of lights business this poya weekend. Woke up late on Saturday morning and my mother calls from Chennai (she has been there for two weeks now). She was like hope u got everything ready for light festival thing (Karthikai Deepam). Oh damn I had forgotten. Pretended I had everything under control (not).

This light festival falls right after Deepavali and is on Poya in the month of November. Still not sure the real reason why it’s done. But most Hindus light all these lamps all round the house garden and its really colorful. Called up sister in law she said she had gotten early dawn to start preparations this was at two pm

So I slowly started the preparation at 4 and was done by six. My mum in laws all spend the whole day dragging and doing all this customs. We are supposed to make these rice dumplings and pray. Well did that too and for once the dumplings came out quite nicely and was perfect. When I was in Chennai last had got these really beautiful Lamps and had fun setting them out on Rangoli** (this is beautiful patterns drawn in front of the house). The house was really like Wesak Come early and the neighbors wanted to know what it was about (the neighbors ask this every year and I just bluff my way through as special poya). Kids asked questions bluffed my way through them too. Have to hunt the Hindu rituals book or ask my mom what it’s all about.

** rangoli these are intricate beautiful patterns which can be drawn and fun. In India it’s a huge thing where all girls learn the art of it. This is mainly to draw in front of the house. If u aint an artist like me, this is the easy way to try your hand at being one. Very simple with dots put out and logical way of connecting them to make beautiful patterns.

Stopping At Paradise!

Strangely have not visited Odel recently. I think after Deepavali saga where the driver inquired whether we are dropping of sweets for odel I have not been there. Have been reading so much and hearing so much about the Christmas décor. Also noticed Harpo’s pizza van going out of Odel when I was passing by, which means they have opened a pizza place in the front entrance. This weekend its operation Odel (have to make time to reach paradise)

Thank god the weekend is long and I don’t need to work tomorrow. Just trying to remember when was the last time I stayed home on a Saturday. Oh damn I cant remember its been that long that a Saturday has been spent in relaxation.

Walked into work this morning and accountant rushes in to ask how her hair looked. God it was one shade gone wrong. I had to lie and say she looked nice (very Ronaldo the Clown Orange) . Maybe I should have been frank and told her the truth but then did not have the heart or courage to do it. Since I am planning to get highlights done and if it is a disaster would rather not know………

Meeting For Coffee

After many days of postponing meeting up with different set of friends made it last evening to coffee bean. Everyday passing by the place it looks always packed. And packed it was. It is quite expensive but the coffee and desserts are really much better than other places here. The sandwich was nothing much to shout about. There was a young couple making out in one of the sofas. My friends kept turning around and staring at them so much that they left. So if u do end up going to the new coffee spot where everyones running to try the walnut brownie.

The thing with Colombo is I am still to come across a very good coffee (except the one I make at home). There is this five bucks coffee that u get in Chennai. That is the best coffee I have ever had in my life.

Business Proposals

While on maternity leave was contemplating ditching the job and starting my own business. Had many bright ideas (so I thought myself). Now when I think of it am glad did not venture out.

Planning birthday parties for kids and having a venue with all fun stuff to do. Wanted to call it party poppers( aka poopers). Anyways was having endless discussions with a couple of friends and had a good laugh. When I really sat down and thought of it did I want to handle kids day in day out running parties. But the thing with that kind of business is kids are always around and would have been profitable business.
Start abacus classes. This is the new maths thing using all the beads and stuff. Went to meet people about it and apply for franchise blah and I don’t know never got around doing it.

What I realized with all this proposals was that starting out with friends might not work out for me. And doing a business with kids involved is risky. You are responsible for the kids and I was not ready for that kind of thing( 2 is risky enough).

Presently at a work environment where most people are single or don’t have kids. So its two different worlds which might never meet at any point.

Positive Improvements!

When I see people who read self help books, I used to joke and make fun as if I know it all. Recently, I took to reading Robin Sharma’s books and I am telling you they really make an impact on you. Feel bad about laughing it off before. So thought I have to start using some of the many advices. I am yet to get up early morning and do all the stuff robin has been saying. It does make a lot of sense and I see things in a different angle but it’s all momentary and I seem to forget it after I have slept.

This is just like when I started the yoga class a couple of months back. Thought it would be stress free and easy, but I could not concentrate. The instructor would keep telling “please concentrate here”. My mind would be happily away thinking of pending emails, grocery list, shopping list and what not. Everything except yoga. With all this going on I had to drop the class since I was the disturbance in the class with the instructor trying to catch my attention all the time.

After all this thought I would stick positive notes about how to be stress free on my mirror and office wall and read it everyday. But that’s left for another day. I have only three of Robins books but thought I will buy the whole collection……… I might become a self help guru just by reading all this.

One of those days

I have been having a long three days since Monday afternoon. Product defect, labor shortage, office staff shortage, meeting deadlines. I have this management crisis all rolled into one and unable to meet it all. Have been going home late coming early and still not reaching a proper solution. So much pending work left. Feel like going to end up lost in a mound of papers….. Have to get home and do homework with the kids and teach the four year old the difference between b and d.

Friend of mine called up and said she gets this Christmassy feeling and whether I feel it. Am I missing out on something here? Why am I not getting into Christmas, holiday coming up, sale time mood.

Only thing to look forward is Ugly Betty tonight.

Nanny Nightmares

About a year back I spent about two weeks interviewing Nannies, since the one who was working departed to work for some foreigners. I think interviewing people to work at an office is easier that Nanny interviews. With a Nanny I am so paranoid about hiring because this is the person who is going to spend so much more time than I do with my kids. I am so paranoid with all these question whether she is going to beat the kid up (highly unlikely would usually be the other way around), kidnap the kid (another unlike situation cause they weigh a ton each), or I don’t know teach bad words (which they anyway pick up in school) and the kids should not love her more than me (I know Complicated with a capital C)

So started the process by running an ad on Sunday paper. Get calls from really posh sounding ones I did not know which ones to call for interview but was getting desperate cause had to hire one fast. So call about ten ones who sounded ok. My mom was very particular that nanny should be English speaking; I don’t know why this obsession but anyways since nanny has to get along with mom I said ok. Ms posh nanny came, I looked at her and was speechless, and she was stunningly beautiful. Was feeling a bit inferior looking at her the kids were very friendly and on best behavior mode. Told her I will get back to her. Mom was insistent but I really did not want some model type to be with kids
Old nanny came she looked pretty cool a sixty year old wearing jeans and sneakers. Liked the look of her looked solid and dependable until she spoke. She was interviewing me and kept insisting that the kids should sleep for a solid four hours during the day time and watch Sesame Street when they are awake. My foot I would allow them to sleep all day they would be up all night and she just kept chewing gum and blowing bubbles into my face. That is such a no no. Yes I do chew gum but not if someone’s interviewing me. This interview session went on for a week and at last hired model type nanny for a month. She had to leave the country. Was glad to see her go since all my friends kept teasing me to death about the madam (i.e. nanny) and me the maid.

Presently, I have a nanny for the last year. She is honest, simple and really nice to the kids. I know she wont manipulate the kids. I am not kidding here; I have watched little kids who love their caretaker much more than their parents. These are some of the problems of leaving the kids and going to work……..

On Sweets and Rats!

Its strange how kids these days know so much more than I do. Day before deepavali was cleaning the house and listened to D going on about the story behind the festival of lights. I should be ashamed of myself but I had a vague idea only about what it was all about. Now I am enlightened about Deepavali ( Have been very materialistic all these years only concentrating on sweets and new clothes)

Yesterday was good fun went to temple, visited relatives and changed about three sets of new clothes and ate far too much of sweets which is frankly a waste on my waist! Only while delivering sweets to friends had to stop at odel, while getting out of the car the driver handed me a box of sweets. He assumed my close friend works there (what with the stopping there all the time every week). Was too embarrassed to explain otherwise so took the sweets. Must reduce visits.

So woke up in the morning with a sugar high what with trying aunties cousins friends sweets was feeling sick. Made my coffee and went into the backyard saw a tiny rat( I am scared of all kinds of animals and rats are a big no no). Dropped coffee cup ran back in and locked door. That was the end of any morning activity. M gave me an insight about how old the rat could be apparently a week old have no idea how he arrived at that conclusion, but then M knows everything !!! Poor kids had to leave with cereal only and now I am having visions of the tiny fellow inside the house….. (what with all the left over sweet the mice must be at play)

Deepavali Vs Housework!

Its that time of the year where my days get longer and nights shorter. The maid, the gardner, driver all go off for deepavali holiday for a week( which might get longer and become 10 days). I should not complain I have it great the rest of the year except during festivals and got to think of women who work really hard and give birth to babies in paddy fields and keep on working without complaining.

M was nice enough to tell me that it’s a different work out from my aerobics class and I don’t have to get out of the house. Looking at the bright side all this makes me stop eating the whole week so that I can stuff my face on deepavali.

Deepavali in Colombo is so much different to Deepavali in Chennai. Chennai is full of crackers morning till night and a bunch of new movies out. Here it is quite I have not heard a cracker in years for festivals and very quite, sometimes its easy to forget that it’s a special day. Chennai is with high hype and you feel the festival of light( I cant really put it in words properly.) Anyways Mil has asked me to make sweets. I agreed happily cause I am going to get this lady to make and pretend I did it ( Seem to be doing a lot of that lately.) The festival is another reason to buy clothes and buy I did from India.
Dear God please make sure that all the domestics come back safely to their intended houses and don’t jump houses. Hats off to everyone who lives abroad and do all their work by themselves

Kiddies party and ambalangoda!

After a long day at work, had to take the four year old for a birthday party last evening. The kiddies parties these days are much more complicated and extravagant than simple parties that I remember. Anyways, all the mummies in town are in competition with each other to hire the barney, clown, mr. elephant and whoever other cartoon character is available. Loot bags are also a big competition who gives the best or the most expensive and in the kids words “coolest”. The kids do not and will not leave a party without a loot bag.

I am also with all this talk the competitor to join in the competition of Birthday parties. I think it comes from the guilt of going to work full time and traveling on work I try to sometimes make it all up by buying the best gifts and doing the coolest loot bags. If that’s called spoiling so be it. I have spent an all nighter packing 40 loot bags for a six year old party and I am telling you it is tiring. Like doing a project, hunting for stuff that thrills six year olds is a task by itself. Its worth it when the kid has a big smile and is proud of her party.

So wait at the party watching the four year olds trying to push each other off the slide (someone’s going to break his / her head soon). Start getting questioned by my four year old son (s)
S : mummy do you know all my friends
Me : Yes of course
S : so whats his name ( and points at some kid)
Now frankly I had no clue who he was, I know a couple of kids names but I don’t know the class of twenty. All the mums looking at my face expectantly, so I try to be clever cough a bit and ask the one standing next to me what the kids name. Woman looks pissed off and by then
S : Its Dinush
Me : I knew that
S : No you did not
Me : yes I did
S : you should come to school everyday then u will know all names

Now all the women burst out giggling well I joined too what am I suppose to do.
Woman standing next to me is the sweet cutesy Dinush’s mum. Ok whatever I need to memorise all the brats names and I have to do it fast.

Then get home and get questioned by the Daughter D
D : mummy whats ambalangoda famous for
Me : ( now what is ambalangoda famous for? Damn it I don’t know cant remember ) Amba (mangoes)
D : Haaa no its not you are lying
Me : it is that’s why its ambalangoda – amba means mango they have loads of it there ( I have no clue where that came from)
D : its famous for masks
Me : I knew that
D : No you didn’t (smirky smile)
At times I know this brat does it for purpose just to irritate me.

Need to memorise stuff on sri lanka tooooo!

For the love of Chick Lit !

Last week I had the opportunity of meeting up with a friend from London lets call her R. She always brings me a list of stuff that I ask, and usually its books. Books that I read are varied from booker prizes to my all time favorite Chick lit. I love reading chick lit. When I say this in public, usually people just laugh at it including friend from London. She always makes it a point to give me her five minutes lecture on wastage of time reading these books and I should expand my horizons. I do expand my horizons and read serious stuff once in a way but have built a vast collection of some great Chick Lit books (which I hope to donate to charity soon).

Anyways dropped in to see R and she gave me my stuff and gave her usual lecture. While the conversation was going on I mistakenly dropped my mobile ( which I seem to do a lot, time to get a new one). Bend to pick up mobile and there is a book under the sofa, I quickly grab it and look at the title. Surprise!!! It’s a good chick lit book. Turned to see R who is red in her face and goes OH that was for my cousin she likes this too. I was like uhm ok. ( wonder why u had to put it under the sofa then) I guess that will be the end of her advising me to stop reading what I like.

I think the best advise I ever got in my life was in a Bangalore Book store. I was browsing around the bookstore and an Indian aunty walk in. The guy in charge was no help the aunty kept asking him different things and he was blank. She scolded at him and started talking to me. It’s sometimes weird how you can have conversations with strangers. She was like you should read these books and rambled off some books (not chick lit). Surprisingly, I had read all of them and she gave me a compliment I shall always treasure. You are well read, I just wish youngsters today read that much and please do not stop. She happens to be one famous Indian authors mum, and am very glad that I got a moment to chat with her….

Going the wrong way!

Last evening was a mess trying to get home. I leave Fort at 5 pm and just get stuck near the Hunters Roundabout for a good 15 mins. Then get on to Mudalige Mawatha and traffic is stand still for good half hour. Parts of main fort for blocked I think some protest not really sure. The one way is made into two ways and you are suppose to figure it all out and wait in traffic. Managed to reach home so late………

That reminds me of an incident with a grandma about two months back. I was driving down Thurstan Road and see a mini minor with a grandma driving in the wrong direction looking very confused. So pulled up in the middle of the road in front of her stuck my head out and told her that this is one way. Grandma looked very annoyed and shouted to me to get out of her way and I was going the wrong way. Tried explaining her that this was the new road system. But she would not have any of it and said something about mad drivers on the road. Uhm that must be me the mad one. By then the cops had come and took over explaining to the very angry looking old grandma. Maybe she had just come back from abroad or maybe it’s a natural thing. The other day I tried to turn the wrong way onto Galle Road……..

Mummy blues......

Rush into playschool with blank looking toddler (thats my one). Get stopped at entrance by example mummy EM(dressed in nasty clothes and always picking on me )

EM Have you quit your job yet?

Me (wtf she asks me this every week) No i do overtime these days and go home when the kids sleep.

EM (looks quite taken back and turns to gossip with the other mummies who dont even say hi to me)



I am tired of you mums who look down on me because I Work. Yeah yeah i am always running late into school activities and am yet to bake that sodding cup cake ( but Mrs. Gunawardena still does a nice one which i pretend is mine). The bloody volcano project for the five year olds was so uncalled for and messy ( but i did it although it looked like a ).



So dont dare give me that look when I pass by.........



But I am doing my best and do not put me down cause i work.

Dont wana leave Colombo!

Dinner in the house was quite dramatic with the man suddenly announcing u know inflation, un safe blah blah so we migrate. I was speechless for a few moments and recovered immediately to state un conditionally that i cant leave Colombo.(more in the tones of u leave i stay) Ok M looked really annoyed now that i have not even discussed pros and cons but refused.

As I was travelling to work today I just looked from Bamba to Fort, the place i love so much. The calmness i feel when i look at galle face. The Little Budhha statues and Big Statues that we pass here and there. How hard I have tried to explain to my friends in college how beautiful my country is. I dont want to leave this and go. From the richness of gemstones, to calming tea, spicy pepper and cinnamon, this land is a gold mine. I dont want to go abroad and start from scratch.

No, The Man hereby refered to as M has to go by himself. (Oh shit! what Am i saying i will be stuck with the two monsters alone in colombo! )

To Blog or to not?

Almost an year of reading so many blogs and having this want to start my own, but wasting so much time contemplating it. At last yippeee i have started it. Lets see how this ride goes