Off on a Tangent ~ හිතුමතේ හී සර

I've been taking long drives a lot lately, and listening to my cousins ipod and one of the things that you can do to fight falling asleep at night when driving is to have long discussions on what the current track means. :D So the number one song that we've been listening to a lot - and singing along too is American Pie by Don McLean : 'Now for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rollin stone, But thats not how it used to be. When the jester sang for the king and queen, In a coat he borrowed from james dean And a voice that came from you and me, Oh, and while the king was looking down, The jester stole his thorny crown. The courtroom was adjourned; No verdict was returned. And while lennon read a book of marx, The quartet practiced in the park, And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died.' The original one - not the poppfiyed one by Maddona. Its a great song to sing along to - that is until you start wondering what the hell he's ta...

Flight to Sydney from Melbourne was to be at 8.30 pm yesterday. After a scalding hot day I was really really tired and wanted to get on the plane and be in a nice soft bed in Sydney by 11. Huh so not to be :( See Aussie weather is really freakish. One minute is 40 degrees and then you get flash flooding and storms the next few hours. So the weather god up in Sydney must have thought to have some fun (at our expense) and decided on a storm yesterday night. Which meant that all flights got cancelled. Oh yeah, did I mention that we were flying budget airlines? Which means that if your flight got cancelled - you're screwed. You dont get accommodation or food until the next flight. So yesterday evening, at about 6pm, we walk to the check in counter carrying all these heavy bags - tired, shoulders aching. And theres this looong queue which we join. Then theres this guy from the airline who starts yelling 'Going to Sydney? Going to Sydney? your flight's been cancelled' All aro...

And I think you should too. I will not tell you whom to vote for. That is entirely upto you. But please, vote for someone. As for myself, I am someone who have only voted once before – and I am 26. What with all that horrible ink stain that refuses to go away for days, and the fact that I had no real interest, and felt no sense of responsibility nor connection with politics put me off the whole voting thing. But you see, I have realized that we can't just wipe our hands off our responsibility of voting in a president. Yes, the way I see it, it is not just our constitutional right, but also our responsibility. I've heard somewhere that people get the leaders they deserve. So what if you don't care much for any of the candidates? There is always a choice and you have to make one. Fact is, we have to work with what we've got. If you feel like something should change, vote for the person who you believe will make that change. If you feel something should stay the same, vo...

Another year gone! Where do the days go huh? Seriously is it just me or does anyone else been subject to extreme time loss as well? Hmm maybe Mulder's conspiracy theory was right all along! So these are the last few days of 2009... What have I been doing? Hmm lets see... Week started on Sunday with me and my friends tuning on to the Avatar hype - we really wanted to see it last Sunday but we had to postpone it because we couldn't get tickets on short notice. Monday saw me dragging myself off to work. Really its such a crime when you have to work in the last week of December :( What with the whole festive mood and all. And almost everyone goes on leave that the office is so deserted! Nothing is as depressing during office hours as being surrounded by empty desks and blank screens - serving as constant reminders to you that somewhere, someone is frolicking in the golden sands of Trinco/ living it up in Bangkok/ Sleeping till noon while , YOU are NOT. On Tuesday I made a startli...

I went to this salon last weekend - its not a fantastic one in any sense, but quite capable and walking distance from my house. So I go there, and when I enter, I'm greeted by a tall woman with weird doll eyes. I do a double take and realize to my amusement that she's wearing sky blue contacts. So anyway, even though I arrived at my appointed time, they have taken another girl in, so I'm asked to wait. OK, fine, so I wait. While I wait, I can't help listening to a hilarious convo between the blue eyed giantess (who owns the salon) and another distinguished lady whose hair is being cut by blue eyes. Convo starts like this: distinguished lady - here, what happened to that boy from matara who used to work here darling? blue eyed giantess - he left ane. without prior notice too. d.l - tsk tsk... well ane, what can you expect? hes from matara ne.. you can never trust a southerner, I always say b.e.g - ya ya men. you know what...

Ahh my much awaited annual leave finally starts today! This is, after all what I've been dreaming of during those lengthy boring meetings.. Incidentally, I've discovered that no one actually listens at these weekly meetings. It seems that everyone has assumed that everyone else was listening – but then, as it turns out, no one has any idea on half the things that were discussed. Yesterday for instance, we had one – We have to write up a report for these meetings consisting of what we've been upto and as usual, you only remember about the bloody report on the morning of the accursed meeting. And with my usual luck, I had another meeting in the morning, which left me too little time to figure out what everyone in the team had been doing and where all the man hours seem to have disappeared. 11 am : Me counting hours in the backlog 11.30 am: Me counting number of resolved bugs. Usual feeling of 'What? Only this much?' 12 noon: Tummy complains! I race to the lunch room a...

When nature speaks, it is best to be silent... How true! I spent a heavenly weekend in a remote forest lodge at Galkadawala - which is somewhere off Habarana - about one hour drive from Anuradhapura. The house is made from bricks, wattle and daub, wood and some iron. There is one bedroom on the ground floor, another two in the first floor, and about 8 people can sleep on the deck - which roughly functions as the second floor. Oh - and there arent any stair cases :) Just a sort of wooden ladder thing. Sleeping on the deck was amazing...Imagine the night winds gently blowing in your face while you fall asleep listening to the distant sounds of elephants...and then waking up at dawn to the sounds of birdsong... There is no TV or internet. Which make this a escape from the electronic jungle - especially for computer junkies like myself :) I wish I could have spent more days there - to take long walks to the now dried up reservoire where hundreds of birds flock to in the early morning... To...