Is it worth it?

Gosh it has been sometime since I came on here... so thought I should get some frustratons out on paper before my system gets too blocked up....
I saw this article in the news papers how a total of nearly 100 lives has been lost to advance the forward defence lines by 500 meters. And I was wondering if it is actually worth it. How does an extral half kilo meter change the game plan in a war of this scale. If I were to give you a statistical twist its one life for every five meters gained. Is that all what a life is worth? How do you tell a sufferring family that their loved one sacrificed his life for 5 meters of soil which wont really make a dent in the big picture of the war and that in all probability will be won back in a couple of days? Well the politicians dont have to face the people thankfully to ask all these questions.
Somehow I seem to smell a rat? The timing of this exercise seems suspiciously too close to the rice crisis. Do we smell a cover up?

Crazy Cousin Causes Chaos

Well I thought it was going to be a peaceful long weekend... guess fate decided to get funny on me..
You see my wife's cousin is spending a couple of days with us helping us around the house... she is a bit off her rocker which is a sad thing... her brothers and sisters are really well off but for some strange reason she is very badly off and none of them really give her a strong hand to get up... well I am sure you are feeling really sorry for her now... but that's just one side of the story... she can be a terrible person too... she would bite the hand that feeds her without thinking twice... go out of the way to break stuff in the house and would curse and set people up against one another in quite a vicious manner... I also realised that she is a bit mentally unbalanced. Because she has gone through a bad divorce as well as treated like shit from her last boy friend who used her for a couple of years and promptly left her and got married to another lady.... well life is cruel sometimes... well anyway myself and the wife are watching a movie and the kids are playing with out crazy cousin... quite an innocent thing I suppose but later we realise that she had been getting my eldest daughter to send nasty SMS messages to her previous lover... in addition to that she has been using our daughters to call the young girls in the neighborhood to try and set up an affair for her son.
Firstly the son already has a girl friend but she wants to break it up because this girl is tamil and secondly he is quite old in his twenties I believe... specially since the girls she is trying to set him up with are in their twenties...
Naturally my wife was quite pissed off when she heard that our children were used in such a manner... and she tried to take it up with her but sadly it turned ugly... not that it ended in fisticuffs or anything like that... but my wife was quite worried that she might do something to us... or attack us or even try to commit suicide... well so Sunday night was spent amidst a lot of tension.... the kids had to join us in our room and my wife was getting up every few minutes and looking around just making sure everything was OK... well this morning everything has calmed down and was back to normal... but I was always uneasy of this individual... she might be nice to our face but you never know what she is thinking inside and what she would do to hurt us cos deep down inside she is jealous.... well the sad thing is she is going to be coming to our house daily for the next few days even if we dont like it... because blood is thicker than water after all and if we do not help her she will probably starve or get worse due to the loneliness... but it is such a strain cos we cant trust her with the kids... Every time she is alone with them she would be saying strange stuff to them...
So it goes without saying currently there is a strange tension in the air... as if we are having an enemy in the camp. But as one would say with relations like these you really don't need enemies...

Getting caught without your pants...

Well thankfully it was not as bad as getting caught with my pants down. And no this is not a post about infidelity... though I am sure you might have if you had read some of my posts below.

Thursday night was busy... the boys in office came to enjoy a few drinks and dinner before we disbanded for the new year holidays. Well yours truly had a one or two more drinks than he should as well as a lot more to eat than I should. So I woke up on the first day of my holiday to a slight head ache. Feeling a little puffy and hung over. But the day was going to be good I had invited two of my ex clients for a long lazy lunch. And I was looking forward to their company and stimulating conversation along with some great food. I thought it would be best if I hit the gym for a few minutes at least and get some calories burnt out so that I don't feel as guilty when I am shovelling food into my mouth at lunch.

Well by the time I got my sorry ass into the gym I had less than a hour to work out. So i spent 45 minutes on the treadmill working out a sweat and decided to rush to office for a shower and change in approximately half an hour...

As I rush to the office I realise that traffic is a bitch. It seems that half of Colombo has decided to park down the road which leads to my office and as usual everyone is behaving like that they own the road.

So after much frustration with twenty minutes to spare I manage to rush into office and jump out of the vehicle and take my bag and my clothes out... this is when the shit hits the fan.... It seems I have forgotten to put the clothes into the car and my shirt and pants are still hanging on a door knob at home.

Its too late to go back home and what I am wearing is too sweaty... suddenly a brain wave hits me... why not buy an outfit from the shop which is just a few hundred feet away... so I head to the shop but its crowded and you cannot even stick a thumb inside but hey this is when the fact that you are just after a work reeking of a mix of sweat and the previous nights booze and fags help... I managed to make my way through the crowds as people just kept opening a way in front of me rather than having me rub on them... he he buy pants and shirt wait another nail biting ten minutes to pay the bill... rush back to office... and once I finish my shower i put on my new clothes..... Damn the shirt is too big... way too big...
In the rush I had forgotten about the fact that I am many sizes slimmer now thanks to my new work out regime... and had asked for my old size which was XXL... well what can I say one of my clients was already there by then... so I dragged him and went back to the shop wearing my new way too large T shirt and bought another smaller one which fitted me better and went on my way for my lunch...
Well thankfully it was the only negative happening for the day... it was wonderful to hang out with my clients (or should I say friends) again and just relax and chill and unwind... the food at the lagoon was excellent too... a icey cold beer... oysters on ice... Singapore style chillie crab... fried calamari with tamarind sauce... the list goes on and on... but after all the stress I went through guess I enjoyed the whole experience better.

Polyamory- polygamy lite

"Poly" thats one of the words which kept surfacing in Mary Anne Mohanraj's site and at first I could not understand what on earth it was all about... then later I realised it was a modern adaptation of polygamy... well what it means is a person in a relationship having sexual relationships with other partners with the full knowledge and blessings of everyone involved... Wooooow thats all what I could say... talk about being open minded. Was wondering if something like this could happen in Sri Lankan society... Well this subject has been intriguing me quite a bit the past few weeks... and I must confess I have been doing some reading on the subject and it is amazing what is happenning out there. These days theres a story running on CNN about a big polygamist ranch from which over 400 people were rerescude to keep the interest in the subject alive. Well thats it for now more on the subject later.

An Amazing Sri Lankan Lady.

Well there I was footloose and fancy free when suddenly a familiar icon pops up saying I got mail... now I thought it was another one of thosr useless mails which everyone feels obliged to send to all in their address book regardless of the fact that it would be relevant or interesting to the receiver or not... Amazingly it was a really interesting post about a Sri Lankan tamil girl who has become a cult figure in the USA. Mainly cos she writes erotica... Now this little bit of gossip piqued my interest so much I had to check this out... As far as I knew the last thing a someone from such a background would be doing was writing erotica. The familiar questions which would run through my mind if I was to openly set about crossed my mind. What would people say? Well it seems she has overcome this. I decided to investigate further and went to her website. For those of you might want to get to know more about the rather intriguing lady Mary Anne Mohanraj the link is as follows http://www.mamohanraj.com/index.php

Well I was thinking I would be directed to a somewhat lewd site with soft porn overtones. But amazingly it was nothing that I had imagined.. this was no porn site trying to attract clients... it was a pretty simple site of a well educated intelligent lady who likes to live without being tied down by the dictates of society. And as I went through her site I suddenly realised that I was beginning to respect her in fact wish I had the guts to break out of the restraints like she has done. And live my life in an honest and open manner like she does. But will it ever happen? That is the question to be asked.

Inconveniencing People even in Death...

Well this is something which should have been published a couple of days back but sadly got down to doing it only just now. Well our first ladies mother passed away.... while my sympathies go out to her family I am sure her demise was expected... she was bed ridden and in her late eighties... but what was a somewhat sad event for her loved ones became a tragic even for those people in and around the funeral house... in fact for people miles around... who were affected by the security cordon which was put up without any regard for the interests of the public.
Traffic was blocked for miles... many a school child would have got delayed and tons and tons of petrol would have got wasted as engines idled as they waited to inch their way through the traffic jams. But who cares. The roads were closed anyway... let the people suffer the needs of a few of us are far more important than the collective needs of at least a couple of thousand families.... Well what was sickening to see was how the hoi polloi in the various government institutions groveled to get in the good books of their politica masters.... well there were huge structures put up as well as a large amounts of banners expressing insincere heart felt regrets from the various "samithis".... Also on the day of the funeral the British school was asked to close school early or not let the children go for a couple of hours... they were prudent enough to choose the first option and the kids got an extra days leave. But the best is yet to come... the people who had planned to bury their loved ones in the kanatte cemetery were asked to postpone the funeral or find an alternate location. Postpone a funeral???? Come on!!!!! How terrible can it be... to what levels should one stoop down to inconvenience the public under the guise of security... all I can say is I dont know the answer. But gues no one does either... Sadly thanks to the insensitive nature of our first family a sweet old lady who would have been loved under normal circumstances is being cursed. May she rest in pieces.... uh I mean peace.

Loud Mouth is dead... so what? No Biggie...

I am not a vindictive type... But when I heard of the death of the assasination of Loud Mouth the first thought which flashed through my mind was serves the bugger right... No way do I condone acts of terrorism and my sympathies go out to his family for their loss... but he epitomised everything I hated about our politicians. People without intelligence or vision and an absolute bully and thug who loved the sound of his own voice... regardless of the fact if what came out of it was absolute premium class BS. I remember vividly how he gave a speech at one of his colleagues funerals who too was sadly assasinated by a claymore mine... and I watched in horror as loud mouth venerated this dead thug by berating the audience on what a wonderful man his late colleague was because he could organise thousands of people to come for political ceremonies and he managed to make these ceremonies absolutely colorful be brining in school bands... I knew we were governed by morons but this was the day my disillusionment with the establishment hit a new low. Not only was he a thug I also heard that he was a big manufacturer of illicit liquor. Sadly he was one of the few christian ministers in the cabinet though I think he did the faith more harm than good. So what happens now that he has gone... I hope someone with intelligence, with education and who puts the country before himself steps into the shoes he left behind...