and we Roar

quite the exciting game! phew I almost had a heart attach there..

couldn't really watch the NZ innings as much, but I heard it through the grapevine that we kicked some sweet kiwi ass. and Murali, what a treat =)
btw, what were the kiwis mumbling in our players' ears while they bat? 
and man do I miss the excitement at the stadium.

we need this confidence for the finals! go boys!

just a short one, this March is really kicking my ass.

lankawenda?

I was attending this sri lankan dinner event couple of weeks ago at one of the lankan family residences. They were obviously very nice people, given that we were invited for the dinner only after a brief meeting at a grocery store. how sweet! anyhow, we arrive on time, kind of, and after the usual awkward greetings.. we set to the usual chitter chatter and getting to know the people and feeling comfortable etc. the reason for blogging wasn't any of that, but just a conversation that came about..

the lady of the house was explaining an encounter that her daughter had couple days ago at this department store. So apparently the daughter, who's pretty fluent in sinhalese, heard another family speaking in sinhalese, and thought she should go up to them and talk. Even though there's a big enough community here, it's very unlikely that you see lankans randomly on an every day basis. So she walks up to them with a welcoming smile and goes "auntie lankawenda?" It's quite obvious they are lankan since they were speaking in sinhalese =s, but for a conversation starter yea sure.. so the dumb founded woman being questioned goes.. "oh no no we are from India"..

wtf?!?! You understood the question to answer to it.. yet too ashamed to admit that you are from where you are.. or just too snobbish and don't want to get to know another one of your kind..

oh dear.. the people from the land like no other..

a far cry

a lot of the people I grew up with including me.. we live far far away from home.. all over the world, across continents. Haven't seen each other for god knows how long and a random hi/hello on messenger or facebook is all there is. or better yet the happy birthday wishes on facebook, that too is thanks to the auto reminder application.. anywhoo, it shows we are there, alive and well.. and we still care..

everyone including myself, is always grumbly and nostalgic about leaving sri lanka and only going there for few weeks a year, that too if you are lucky.. and how we miss the food, the sandy beach, the hot weather.. and everything that we leave behind.

this got me thinking, that yearning we have, that longing to go to the land we can say we truly belong.. what is it.. do we only say it because we know we have an alternative? because we know that no matter how short/long the vacation is, we'll go back to the western world at the end.. that we almost call home now? only coz there's no abundance of pilawoos kottu around the big cities we live in? I question myself, what would I have felt if I had no other option but was in sri lanka, and didn't know the difference of being away.. would I be sitting at home thinking why am I here? or would I be a happy poppy..

now I'm far from home.. counting days to go back..

sitting here thinking wtf am I doing here..

No Purple Pinky

everyone has a purple pinky, or at least have pictures up with a purple pinky. I've never had one.. never ever.. wahhh!

I was registered (at least I hope), and I believe received the chanda card by mail, but I don't live there. argh I forgot that I could've done a postal vote thing when I was vacationing last month.

I know nothing about politics, and hate it with a passion. so i don't give a fuck. But, I gathered from my little visit last year that Mahinda looks to be the lesser idiot of the two. and I didn't know that there were 22 presidential candidates LOL. Thanks to the department of elections government website. I mean twenty two?!?! Who are we kidding.

Like always, the elections are a Joke!

It'll be interesting to see who wins..