Root of my affliction..

75 Years is only 3900 Weekends

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Thu, 26 Nov 2009 13:03:00 +0000

Just yesterday i read this email that was sent to me by my dad, it was a simple explanation of life and how short it is. It spoke in weekends. So 75 years would be just 3900 weekends.

If you think about it, not everyone of us is going to reach the age of 75, the other fact is that you are over 20 before you start craving for a weekend. Me, i'm 25 and that means i have already spent 1/3 of my weekends. Given that after you're 55/60 you don't really care about weekends and would be retired by, this would roughly be the remaining number of weekends i have for myself.

75years - 25 years = 50

I retire at 60 which means i have only upto 60 to think about weekends.

60 - 25 = 35 years

35 x 52 weekends = 1820 weekends.

My life summed up. I would think that this is not just my life, most people go through life without even realising how much they have missed out on.

Its time for a break, its time to stop, enjoy life.. its a short trip anyway.. better make the most of it.

Life is Simple until we decide to complicate it.

Painful Sri Lanka

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 13:06:00 +0000

About One year ago, I stopped writing about anything political or politically inclined given the prevailing atmosphere at that time about such views being published in a public forum. I don’t mean to say I used to write a lot neither has a lot changed since then, yet at every opportunity that I wished to express my views on what was going on, I would hold back.

After reading this article on groundviews and reading "Queen of Deceit" by Victor Ivan, I just need to rant here. Queen of Deceit is based on the former president of this country, it details, according to Ivan, how the Queen managed to deceive the public and amass a fortune that would pay for many a generation to live in the lap of luxury. This does really say much about us Sri Lankans, doesn't it? Those of us in Colombo detach ourselves from Cries of the North. I've heard so many people claim that the war did not affect them. I've heard them say all the Sentries are for our own Protection. I've also heard them complain about the governments they have elected and do nothing more than that. For us in Sri Lanka freedom seems to be a gift granted by the ruling Kings and Queens of this country out of the Generosity of their infinitely kind hearts. In Sri Lanka it is not about people power, it is Personal Power.. The Power to control the truth and I believe in time, history will be rewritten to hide their sins and glorify meager achievements.

Novemeber 2005

"I wanted Peace to continue, was that such a bad thing?"

In 2005 we had Presidential elections that were dependant on a Voter base from the North of this country. When those votes did not come through, the tide shifted here in Colombo with the Coalition for War sliding to victory with a margin of about 2%, so in essence 51% managed to gain control of 49% of this Country. Many fingers have been pointed, unproven statements and questions have been raised as to how and why the Voters in the North did not vote on that fateful day. Prior to that election we were in a peace process that seemed to be working, Economic Development, Freedom of movement and in General we moved away from being at the wrong end of anavtomat kalashnikova, very popularly known as a AK-47. That, to me was the best part of the peace process, no more guns in sight. No more fear of being taken in for questioning or shot on sight. Unfortunately the majority of the south did not see what i saw. They preferred the alternative of suffering, death and war.

Popular Gun Culture

"It makes me uneasy to see men pointing their guns at me, it makes me nervous"

With the end of the peace process so began the abductions, the deaths, the censorship and eventually Dictatorship. The blame of this war cannot be carried by one side, it is too complex and foolish to believe that this is one sided. The Sinhalese believe it’s the Tamils and the Tamils believe it’s the Sinhalese. The now defeated tigers wanted war, they did not want a peace deal. They might have been trapped in one in 2003 but the moment they saw the opportunity to escape from it, it was taken. So the voters were barred from voting that day knowing fully well who they would vote for. In the months that followed the violence began and spread to all parts of the Island, under the pretext of protection - freedoms were stolen, rights were denied and So began the Strong arming of the man who Carried a Gun. If you didn't fall in line, you are a terrorist. The war came to an end in May 2009 and the unimaginable seemed to be, the Tigers were defeated. Could this be? Yes it could.. No conventional method could have defeated them, so unconventional it had to be. This resulted in many dying on both sides, innocent or not you had to die if you were caught in the middle. It was appalling to see how stupid the people of this country really are. Nationalism Kills and no one realises this. Return to the Rule of the Gun.. if you had a gun, you wielded power.

And Now,

Its over, the war I mean. People have died, enough people have died and the IDP's are all that remains of this bloody period. The issues pertaining to the insurrection? Not addressed yet, would they be addressed? I don’t know. Do I think people in government believe there is a solution? No I don’t!

How could they? They carried out a war on Terrorism which in turn terrorized. However I think people on both sides of this equation need to come to terms with what they have now, have lost in the last three decades of fighting and Move on. If the Government isn't going to solve it, its time for the people to change their mindsets and move away from blaming each other. Everyone has suffered at the hands of their so called saviours. If a solution is not given to those people who have lost so much already, we are looking at yet another lost Generation. Its time for that unaffected Diaspora to stop with their rhetoric and move on. Its time to teach these children a new way of living, its time to sensitize them to compassion and forgiveness. Sri Lanka is a desensitized nation which is a breeding ground for anger and hatred.

The simplest example I can give anyone to make them understand what we are faced with here is this, a conversation I had a with girl who is moderately well educated and doesn't feel too much racism toward Tamils, Not on a personal level anyway. About one year ago at the height of the war when all the names of the towns were coming up she said this - "After the war I think they should change all the names of these towns, I can’t even pronounce half of them, what is point of having these names. They can name it after the dead soldiers" I was so baffled by the blatant ignorance and lack of empathy that I didn't really have much to say. I briefly tried to explain and asked how she would feel if people suddenly started changing her home town name to something she wasn't familiar with, the idea was understood but not fully comprehended.

The above is the extent to which I think this divide exists. There is no trust neither is there understanding and given that we have a government which prefers to solve all problems by pointing a gun in that direction how long before any kind of trust can be established.

"Is reconciliation that hard to accomplish? We all know that crimes were committed by both sides. Why can't we acknowledge this fact and move on?"

I feel like I am just one man with a stupid Ideology. Humanism over nationalism is what this country really needs. Blaming each other is not going to result in any solution for the real issues prevailing in Serendipity.

I'm I an asshole?

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Tue, 13 Oct 2009 15:23:00 +0000

Butt shorts, Skinny top, flip flops and hot body!!!!!

in Pettah. Yes... a tourist..

Why the fuck cant sri lankan women dress like that.. and in PETTAH

Sri Lankan girls are.. complicated by the bullshit in their brains.

I need to find a white chick.

Cos now i think Love is, Overrated and Motherfucked bullshit..

Sri Lanka has cultural restrictions which limits women from achieving certain positions in Society. Thats Sri Lanka.. Do your part and get to where you want to get.. or you'll probably get your head blow up.

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I found Last FM..

and on it a page which had 3 sections, Popular, Hyped and Popular In Sri Lanka

Why i'm NOT surprised to find that Boyzone, Bryan Adams, ABBA, Life house are some of the popular In SRI LANKA.. Don't think these fucks have much of a varied interest.

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The war is over, people died.. some will get fuckered over still.. thats life.. get over it. TIME TO MOVE ON! Truth and reconciliation people. Enough of the self righteous I was never affected either way crap. You could've almost died you MOFO'S.. All it took was coincidence and it could've been you. Now, that probability has possibly reduced. So yes, it affects you. Moron!

It amuses me how we have such retards who are hell bent on changing everything about Sri Lanka.. What is wrong with it in the first place?

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Blog Something!

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Sun, 04 Oct 2009 05:41:00 +0000

Yes, that’s what I was told.

Now I have no idea if that was a threat, a warning(which is less than a threat), an instruction, a suggestion or an appeal. I would like to think of it as an appeal by an appreciative fan (smile profusely)

So here we go.. I have absolutely no idea why I haven't blogged. Many reasons could be applied but not one of them relevant so I guess I was just plain lazy.

Now to the Topic,

Single and Homosexual

Maybe its my lack of homosexual friends but I seem to think, homosexuals don’t prefer to be single. This is a purely a heterosexual phenomenon that will plague the earth and ultimately bring it to its ruin.

It’s a well known fact that the terms Bachelor and Spinster were coined for Heterosexuals, yes? or I'm I wrong on this too? I haven't gone into research of any of what I am saying here so if you want to prove me wrong you're most welcome to do so.

Back to my point- which is, for sometime now the adventurous man or woman would prefer to be single and roam the world, be free to do what you want, go where you want and do who you want, then be judged for all the above and complain in their old age that they didn't find love and hope that those they inspired to follow in their footsteps wouldn't make the same mistakes they made.

hmm.. now from what I see Heterosexuals are quite a confused bunch. They don’t know what they are supposed to be or do in this world. We don’t know if we are to just fornicate like there is no tomorrow or adjust ourselves to be emotional companions to one another.

While our homosexual counter parts I assume are interested in finding a partner or fornicating but do they ever want to be alone? The heterosexuals are the ones who are NOT sure about who they should be with and if they should be with anyone in the first place, should we get married, should we live together or fuck and forget!

This could be an evolutionary process and it could be a case relevant to Sri Lanka only. The evolutionary process what I am talking about here is, there are fewer gays, at least who are out in the open. I haven't seen many/any gay couples walking into bars to hang out, maybe they do but it could be quite discrete due to obvious reasons. Hetero's have too much choice and we have gone through the mill of long term relationships and since all good things must come to an end, we have decided to fuck ourselves up. Maybe? Too much of a good thing is supposed to be good for nothing.

You see more hetero's to homo's out there except for my weird inclination to think there are more men who are gay but just don’t know it. I see so many boys/men holding each others hands on the roads or when they are together. I schooled in a single sexed semi government school and I saw many a puberting boy who seemed to be fascinated by each others genitalia.

Was that just a means of proving dominance in the sense of "my willy is bigger than yours or was it I like to feel you up?" I have no idea because I was too busy enhancing my skills and my fascination with the female body. Yes! I was a horny perverted little boy. However, I believe I got it all outta my system while others who were busy with playing with each others willies couldn't. Yes they would probably become perverts and these men would go on to sexually harass co workers in places of work. The funniest would be to tell their current girlfriends or wives this is what they used to do. Imagine that.. your boyfriend/husband used to play with "x" persons winky..

Alright, so maybe it’s a self discovery stage, I don’t know and I don’t care.. there are many a closet homo here in this country and they just don’t know it. So if all these people came out would the Gay world change? Would it be a better place for you? I think NOT!

Maybe all you gays should assume "the world that is out to get you" is a blessing in disguise. Now you have a reason to stick together. Hetero's have to fight for that chick or this chick. Men need to keep in shape and women need padded bras.. etc..

Gays are mainly looking for a partnership, someone who would understand them, being one of few, when you find that someone you'd appreciate your person. Us, we are just not sure of what we want.

yes I'm sure there is research to prove me otherwise and I'm not talking about promiscuity here.. this is about relationships and the gay situation here in Sri Lanka.

If this isn't the reason for gays to be not single I don’t know what it is unless I am guessing they've just learned from hetero's or they are a highly evolved sexual creature (Homo sex superior), even though gays might not say it, they must think we're quire.

The Rain

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Thu, 06 Aug 2009 16:17:00 +0000

The first one is the short version and the second obvioulsy being the long one..

If you have time, listen to them sing.. :)

I saw her in Hikka

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Sun, 02 Aug 2009 04:58:00 +0000

I ended up in hikkaduwa after all.. It was not planned and thats the best part. I was there only for the friday night party but I was exactly where I was supposed to be.

All the best made plans were set aside when I met some friends in Bentota who convinced me that I should stay and unwind, my work became not so essential in a matter of minutes. Its funny how I went from an organized and timed list of things to do - to screw it lets party.

work was rescheduled, my people were sent, the car was kept and to hikkaduwa we left.

Some might say that Friday night was not good, some might say it was, to me I was there because I wanted to be there, disjointed from my day plans and people. I was there to be in another place. I was with people but not really with them, it felt so great to be isolated to a degree.. I couldn't have cared less if I was there all alone, I sure as hell wasn't with anyone for the company. So it didn't matter if the music was good or bad or who got laid or didn't or how good or bad the chicks looked. It was me, the beach, the breeze, the music, whoever who wanted to be around me, me caught up in my own little world, Just chilling..

It was bliss, I've never been on a beach for that long.. i was there for about 8 hours till the music ended.

If there was a downside it would have to be the fact that i drove 400 kms within a matter of hours and the drive back home was only on about 2 hours sleep which was kinda tiring.

However, the morning on the beach ended with me seeing her, Yeah, the way she moved and looked was amazing. This chick new how to have fun, I wanted to talk to her but she kinda didn't want to hang around me much. I don't really know why.. I dont know if i'll ever see her again.. but I've got memories.. She was beautiful and she reminded me of some old friends. So much so that even had a dream of them.

Managed to sneek this picture :) Isn't she beautiful?

Conversations and Confrontations

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 07:45:00 +0000

Conversations.

Apparently my conversations with the opposite sex are not specific enough. That’s what my near and dear friends tell me. This is supposed to be because when I talk to a girl I never go through a list of specific questions.

I.e

1) What do you do

2) Where do you live

3) What are you studying

4) Which Uni are you at

5) Do you have a regular period

Ok, maybe not the last one but in my idea that last one would be a question to ask. If you want details that is and I don’t want details. I want CHARACTER!

This means

If a Girl said - I love this song

My typical follow up would never be I like it too, it would be, don’t you love the beat or the lyrics or the musician or something like that. Its all in the character. I need to know that a girl can keep me in a conversation and that she has a brain before I find out how many sisters they have or how they hate how their parents control their life. Ermm... That’s not what I want to know. I am a very good listener. I've been tagged by my friends as "Duk ganna rala". Basically I listen to their shit. So I listen but when I meet someone for the first time and they explode on me about how their mother is so freaking out on them and how its such a pain that her parents don’t understand it I just don’t know how to react to that. I freak out, I don’t know if I should empathize, sympathize or just freaking CRY saying "not another one".

So after my date I meet Friend "A" who asks me

A - So Where does she stay?

Me - I don’t know, but I know she's leaving the country, just here on holiday

A - Where's she going?

Me - Australia

A - Where in Australia

Me - I don’t know, I didn't ask.

A - Why not?

Me - I forgot, it didn't seem important

A - What's she studying? Did you ask which Uni?

Me - Accounting, no didn't ask about the Uni.. what does it matter.. who cares where she studies??

A - Whats wrong with you what did you talk about?

Me - How she might not fit into local working environment when she returns due to the fact that she started working there and the whole change of culture might not be something easy to deal with and how she likes to get into social work and the whole socail shift Sri Lanka is going through.

ok, that to me is the defining answer.. not which Uni or what you study or where you live. What's on a persons mind, a personality a Character flaw that’s what I am interested in.. makes me sound like a freaking psychology student but.. that’s what gets me interested in talking to the person again.. isn't it? Because the details will follow, typically most people are not like me and they like to talk about what they like and don’t and how much they hate what they don’t like.

You can know me for five years and realise i've not volunteered my favourite song or colour. I have trust issues.. I know, i know.. you need to give to get but i have issues with trust.

A - Who cares about that (to the above answer), what's she like?

Me - sigh....... I cant explain, you talk specifics, I talk characteristics that’s just how it will stay.

Confrontation

Ok, friend number two tells me I don’t confront my issues.. My issues with my relationships. The ones I should push forward and the ones I should end!

I don’t confront because I'm too aggressive I'll end up making someone cry. So I just leave it.

Yet, he thinks I should be;

1) Aggressively Confrontational

2) Diplomatically Confrontational

3) Passive Aggressive Confrontational

but apparently I'm somewhere in the middle of Diplomatic and Passive without the confrontation and aggression. This is because I've decided I'm not interested in more drama. So I just leave matters as it is and run in the opposite direction. This however leaves a bit of a problem for me because I don’t tend to resolve my issues.

I am apparently supposed to walk upto someone and say, listen I have this issue with you, what say you?

two, I am supposed tell another person you fucked me over you sonnofabitch.. I don’t like you.

I know that all that would just lead to more drama.. and drama I don’t need.. I don’t want.. besides I'm good at walking away from things.. no one needs to know why i'm doing so, less painful don’t you think?

Alright these have been the general happenings since my birthday.. i must say, its not been quiet. I've found companionship in a couple of new friends who mix well with Soda and Tonic and a Pack never fails to keep you warm on cold night.

I've lost at least 50 % of my due sleep in the last 3 weeks, so I am tired and I need sleep, NO this not because sleep is bliss as an idiot I know keeps telling me.. its because I don’t want to fall down dead outta exhaustion.

The End.

Outstanding-Odd-One-Out

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Tue, 30 Jun 2009 10:49:00 +0000

25 years + 1 day

as of 30th June, that’s how old I am.

as one of my near and dear friends told me.. "Machan.. You're only 5 years away from 30". Fuck him.. 30 is the new 20 I say. Given the fact that I still look 15, it will play to my advantage-I think.

It was a good day though.. I was trying to remember one thing for every year that had passed and it was weird how there were so many memories. I am generally a reflective kinda person so it was nice to go down that path. New beginnings and old endings..

ok.. enough of the soppy crap now.. will write something a little more entertaining soon. I hope!

On a different note: It seems like EVERYONE around me is Hitched, To be Engaged, Engaged or Married.

Wow.. what a difference 25 Years Makes. Kinda makes me the Outstanding-Odd-One-Out.

My life and the world around...

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 12:31:00 +0000

I am Single, I am NOT complaining! I am however, in a predicament. My work keeps me busy and I don’t get about a lot. I have my circle of friends and Circle would be the operative word here.

I meet them, they meet me and this circle has shrunk but NOT expanded. I like variety and variety is something I have in short supply due to my workaholic habits. I do however meet a decent amount of young, pretty women in my line of work. I am sure that everyone would think this is a perfect situation for me to jiggle my marbles but guess what?? I meet them just when they are to be married, like married next month, in two months, in two weeks and so on.. You get it right? Yeah they are engaged and so fucking excited about being married in "X" number of days...

Sigh...... I have to live with this, so close... but already taken.. the God's must surely hate me!

Just thought this is a funny situation I've gotten myself into.

Also in other news, for anyone who is interested in poverty analysis here's a story...

One Girl - Aged 18,
Parents - Father deceased, Mother married again and lives with New Husband
Above Stated girl of 18 - No education, cannot count, read or write.
Provides shelter and food for her three younger siblings.

A Child looking after Children.

Open Mic, To go again or Not to go?

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Sun, 08 Mar 2009 05:17:00 +0000

I think the concept of the Open Mic is really cool, after seeing spoken word poetry on youtube I was wondering how cool it would be if there was something like that here too. When I found the post on indi's blog about this "Open Mic" I was quite interested and had to go see for myself how things would shape up.

So being there right from the time they were setting it up I realised this was sort of a community of people who had decided to get together. Because everyone seemed to know each other except, for me, i was the outsider of sorts. Thats alright I thought, I guess this is how things start up, people who know each other need to come together to get the word out.

The session started and it was interesting, people read out from their blogs and kept thanking each other for being introduced into blogging. At first I thought this was some secret gathering of blogger's, because everyone seemed to be a blogger.

The readings were good, some read poetry, some read old blog post's, some read off books. Some were boring, some were interesting and some were actually very very good!

However what i found offensive was that when things turned slightly boring people would get up and gather in their little forums and I'm sure were discussing matters of great importance.

This is what I really dont like about gatherings where everyone knows each other, especially at this open mic where some said we must unite and save our country. The same people wouldn't sit in one place to support their fellow speakers. They might have been boring but not everyone is to be a fabulous orator. I am not sure I can get up on stage and say more than two words without breaking my voice because I have what is generally known as stage fright. What hit me was that if this happened to be me trying for the first time to say something in a public gathering, I would not only be afraid when i start but also a bit humiliated when I finished which wouldn't really help me.

The point of this is that i think this community is just another bias group who think they are liberal and open minded but they are just as closed up as the rest of them. Just because they talk of Sex or Voice their opinion for better governance doesn't mean they are any different.

Should you go for Open Mic? Better yet, should I go for it
again?

Yes, you should come and I should go. It needs more independent minded people who are not caught in group think syndrome. I dont agree with everything that was said their but thats the whole point of being a liberal, you let the other person talk and you listen when they talk. They speak because they want to be heard and you have to respect them for that. That is a must!

If the organizers can, I think you shouldn't make this some political fiasco of some like minded people. I am being very decent in my description here because I want to convey an honest opinion and not just ramble about it. This could be fun, interesting and can be a place where people can get educated. Its great that you've taken initiative to start it.. but I hope you will learn with each session and make it less of a statement and more of point. Like I said any independent minded people, you should go for it.

Boobs Vs Brains

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Fri, 27 Feb 2009 10:16:00 +0000

What would you pick? A girl for her boobs or her brains?
I'm sure the women out there will disagree but when it comes to picking a girl for a relationship or maybe even to just get laid, you will be better off picking the chick with the boobs as opposed to one with brains.

Yes, maybe I am being discriminatory and most women might choose to deny the following but I do believe that picking a Chick with the "Brains" is a fucking headache. I mean it in the nicest possible way...

Boobs
Have simple needs

Eat
Drink
Sleep
Fuck

Are uncomplicated

Jealous
Clingy
Romantic
Need to screw

Are happy when

You call them
Remember their name
Remember their birthday
When you cheat on them but say "you're the only one I love"

Are Sad

If you forget them and go home with someone else
If you don't remember their birthday
If you don't screw them on a regular basis

Alright, You'll see and I hope understand the uncomplicated nature of the Boobs.. they are so simple even though they are most generic in nature and you wouldn't be able to tell the difference between any two of them in a line up. Their thought processes are simple and so you will have ample time and ability to deal with them.

If you were to pick the "Brains" you would need to put up with one issue after the next.

Brains

Have complicated needs

I need a man who loves me for me
I need a man who will support me in everything I do (For the life of me I can't understand this. Get yourself a nice underwired bra for support)
I need a man who will not get Jealous when I flirt with another man
I need a man who has no needs of his own and can accommodate me and all my life's choices compromise is outta the question
I am so ambitious I'm really not sure what I want in life except that I want ambition (WHAT THE FUCK? Where are you going? what are you doing?)

Are happy

When you think of some very very special way of making them feel special
When say yes to everything they want
When you have no desire to have a stable long term relationship because they are too ambitious to let a relationship get in their way
When they don't have to do any work except pretend to be smart and intelligent
When they think they are going to live a happy free life for the rest of their years

I have been and (unfortunately) tend to bend towards the brains side of coin but since of late I have been considering how easy my life would've have been and would be if i was to just choose the boobs. Its so simple, you get laid and its such an easy life. Women who are smart, intelligent and can carry a conversation without running into "I don't know men, its complicated and my head hurts when I think" are rare, I must say that about them but what is even harder to find is one like that who is very well balanced, who wouldn't drive a straight man queer and is not 100% self centered.

I say all this with the utmost respect for women, they are great and good to have as friends and pillows but its almost impossible to find a decent woman. I for one have never said that they cant have an opinion of their own but its a grim realization even for me, to think that maybe I've been looking down the barrel of a loaded .45 calibre waiting to blow my brains to bits. I've been looking for the intelligent girl who can keep interested in conversation cos lets face it, if you marry, stay married and faithful, in the middle ages all you get is conversation right? So it might as well be good conversation that's what I thought...

Oh well.. you can't have everything in life I guess..

A word of Advice dudes.. learn from my Mistakes :D

Gender Based

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Wed, 25 Feb 2009 12:35:00 +0000

i.e - Tampons for Women, Condoms for Men.

Most things we buy cannot be classified as a Man Product or a Woman Product or can it? From What I've noticed, a shirt is a shirt, maybe the shape will change for a woman but thats it. A skirt is like a kilt or a sarong the concept of these items being 'unisex'.

Unless a man uses a Tampon as a butt plug there isn't going to be much use for him with a Tampon and not much use of a Condom for woman. Both these have to be used by their specific gender.

Sex toys can be used by both men and women, underware might be difficult but still, it just classifies itself as underware, unless its a Million Dollar Victoria's Secret bra :)

This was just a thought in my head today when i was trying to figure out the physical differences between men and women. There doesn't seem to be many things out there that clearly state Man and Woman. We have concept products and the gender gap seems to reduce with it on a daily basis.

Colours are supposed to define the sex, pink for a girl and blue for a boy. Action figures for a boy and Barbie's for a girl. However these are all based on popular culture and conditioning of a boy to be a man and girl to be a woman. What happens if these social influences were to break down? Would a boy be less of a man and a girl be more of a man as he/she grows up? What makes a girl Sexy and a Man Macho?

Why does a girl use lipstick? I mean its for your lips, men and women, both have lips dont they or did I miss something?

This is all about why do we do what we do? Do we want to or have we been made to want it? If almost everything is Unisex then where on earth is the Gender Gap?

Monday - A Good Day!

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Mon, 23 Feb 2009 12:41:00 +0000

Its a good day because I had relatively little to do, I woke up late and I was at work for not more than 3 hours and then I decided it was time to head back home. It rained and I appreciated the rain for once, probably the first time I have appreciated the rain. Then I got myself some food and cake, came home and the rain had just passed and there was still a heavy coolness in the air.. made myself Tea which I usually dont drink.. and had myself a nice evening with Tea, Snacks and cake..

I like this day and I am hoping i'll be having many more like this.. Its come to my attention that I have been too busy for the last few years of my life and I've watched most of it pass me by. I have few memories and pictures of good moments. Now I am in a mood to slow my days down and find myself time.

Many things i dont consider to be "nice" have come my way in the recent past and even though at the time I have wondered how i'll be able to get outta 'this mess' its not that bad anymore. I mean I could just as easily be pissed off about it if I think about what people have done.. but the point is that I no longer want to be pissed off and I honestly cant be bothered anymore. They've done what they've done and I'll be doing what I'll be doing.

Moving out.. Yes moving out to your own place.. It can be fun me thinks. I think its the way to go too. So many things to do, a life to live.. I am growing older, i've realized 25 years being not so young anymore (I'm not 25 yet, in a few months though) the moving out discussion was prompted last Saturday when it came up in the conversation I had with a relatively unintelligent creature.. Having a place in more central colombo will always be great, I used to work outta Union Place last year and it was such a breeze, you could be anywhere in 5 mins. Thats just logistics anyway.. the Point is the Moving out part, maybe i'll feel older if I do move, more responsible.. more grown up. God knows I dont feel the latter..

I've started to read again and I can now read more than half a book per year.. this is all to do with the 'dont-let-life-pass-me-by' reasoning.
In closing, I dont think slumdog deserved best picture, I watched it and liked it but not the best picture award.. There was talk of a Tattoo too, if you have seen the the Video for "I Stand Alone by Godsmack" In it there is a tat of a Scorpian. I wouldn't mind something like that. For those who haven't seen it, have a look.

15th Feb post valentines 2009

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Sun, 15 Feb 2009 14:34:00 +0000

I haven't posted anything in a long time and it just happens that my first post in 2008 was on the 15th of feb. Funny how I've found the time to do my first post for this year again on the 15th.

So I was planning to Celebrate Valentines this year.. Well I failed! Even worse than last year :D
I guess valentines isn't for me, I'm not sad in the least but it was just something to do..

The reason for my disappearing had a lot to do with this post. I have got my act in order so I don't think I'll be having to deal with anymore bull shit.

While i was sorting out my life it seems as though the country has been doing some sorting too.. Wars, Assassinations etc... just your ordinary decent democracy. Well i suppose it had to end one way or the other, people will die, innocent and not so innocent.. lets just see what happens after the so called final battle.

Another thing that has happened to me in recent times, I've become more introverted if that is even possible because I am generally this quiet person anyway. A girl I have recently been acquainted with has started to become a pain and requires me to bring "Something Interesting" to every conversation. Do you even know what kinda pressure it puts on a person? I mean, I'm I not interesting already? If so why the fuck are you talking to me in the first place?? Why do you keep calling me then?? Gosh... People these days..

I think in life, if you find one friend/person who will not harm you to save their own skin, you're a very lucky person.. Maybe I've become more cynical than the famous cynical one.

So I do hope i'll be finding enough time to come back for more posts..

Btw, everyone is getting married.. I guess its the age....... bye for now...

Memories

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Wed, 19 Nov 2008 13:08:00 +0000

If i would dare to look, I am sure i would find beautiful memories in forgotten corners of my mind. If time was a healer, as it has been claimed I am sure i would live today like there was no yesterday.

When I consider the events that have unfolded in months, in weeks, in days and hours I wish I could make a wish upon a star and wishes were granted for those who dared to wish. Yet we have all grown up, in years and decades, in mind and soul while our bodies tell the tales of wear and care.

If hearts would not break, I wouldn't have broken mine. If people did not lie, I wouldn't have believed a lie. These cross roads that numb the mind, create alternate theories of fact and fiction colliding. Sparking a fusion of anger and self realization.

The question that remains, how did it ever get to be like this....?

Friends...

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Tue, 28 Oct 2008 01:45:00 +0000

In a twist that leads me to divert from my plan to blog about how screwed up the world is, I now bring to you how screwed up my world is.

Well since the world revolves around me its only the right thing to do, so press pause on the rest of the happenings in the world and focus on me.

Yeah the title gives the whole picture away, this is my bitch session about Friends...

Well mostly I've been this quiet guy that everyone comes to when they need help! Why you might ask?

Because i dispense immense amounts of advice at no real cost to them expect me. This cost comes in the form of time, time which could have been better spent doing things like cleaning my bathroom.
Yes so I wasted my time...

Also the fact remains that I am considered every one's "Rock" I'm loyal, I don't Judge, and I don't spill their secrets. I know things about people which they think I don't know about them because people know I wont tell anyone what I know.. If that sounded confusing its because it is, and its complicated beyond reasoning...

So this notion of "friends" is overrated.

Maybe I don’t have good friends, it could be, maybe its how life goes on.

Any-which-way.. I'm done with the concept of Friends.. I don’t need any new ones.. Been let down by most of whom have been around. So I don’t think I need anyone to repeat history.

"Friends" they call themselves... or At least I did...

How Blissful it Must be.. Part One.

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Sun, 28 Sep 2008 12:33:00 +0000

to be ignorant.

Yes to be stupid, naïve and without skill of comprehension. To believe that society, government, organized institutions, religious sects/groups, judicial systems are there for our protection.

I have had many conversations with these idiots. This could be one reason for my inability to converse with many people because most people bore me to death in under five seconds. You know which direction they're going in with the first five words outta their mouth.

Its so hot/cold/(whatever the weather is like) these day. Count it.. five words. These are the regular people I encounter on most mundane days.

So how's everything with you? (Count again, five words)

My point.. boring people think that enquiring how my life is, is important to me and if they don't I'm going to be offended. Humans are an Autonomous machine with only a farce of autonomy. So who holds the strings to our puppet lives.. read on.

The Focus: Introduction to human conditioning.

My theory is based on observing many years of human retarded-ness. To believe that if society condones a matter we must stand united with it is the fundamental on which those that seek control in society thrive on.

To speak up against it would be criminal and shameful. There are those that believe that government cares about their needs, safety, security and I'm not talking about a government in Sri Lanka (Note: Sri Lanka doesn't even come into an equation on a Global platform) but world government. The UN, Russia, China, EU, USA all part of that what governs the world.

When you walk the street of Colombo and find that there are military personnel with Fully Automatic weapons trained to kill, (I.e murder, cause the death, cease life of an individual) do you think they are their for your own protection, because policy makers care if you live or die. If you do, you are just a silly goat born out the rear of a rat.

Men with weapons stand with their lives at risk, here in Colombo, Iraq, London and any place on earth to protect and if required die for the safety of the people who placed them their. The government! Not you because you are a Citizen of X,Y or Z.

Will be continued.. in a more elaborated form.

Social Service for the Education of the Ignorant!

Short Note..

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Wed, 17 Sep 2008 13:57:00 +0000

I haven't blogged in a loooong time! I haven't had anything in mind to blog about! I haven't had enough time to stop and get creative either!

In a rush again, and for those people who have been telling me that I'm not creative! I'll be showing you some creativity soon! For those who said i'll be off their blog list! I'll be writing more! :P

I guess there are things and ideas to blog about but the time is what is killing most of it.

Being busy is good in my line of work but being busy is being stressed out! which is not so good i suppose.. This is something i will have to live with till something gives!

Till Next time!...

I'll be back...

A Sri Lankan Mix

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Sun, 20 Jul 2008 13:49:00 +0000

With an ethnic conflict in full scale and misunderstanding and miscommunications between races and religions I think its time for me to add some fuel to the fire. The following is not always subscribed by me but is generally known to the general public and or is endorsed by most Sri Lankans.

"Sinhalese people have a very short term memory"

"There is an abundance of Tamils in the IT industry"

"Tamils are loyal"

"Kanyan's hate southerners"

"Southerners hate Kandyan's"

I'm not sure about how this goes but there is something to do with a river and crap like that but the bottom line is Kanday's say that they would not even keep Cat from the south.

"Never trust a Muslim they will cheat you"

"Tamils make good accountants"

"Sinhalese are ungrateful people"

"Southerners are industrious and cunning"

"Kanyan's are lazy farmers who like to sleep and kill someone now and then"

"Careful when you do business with a Muslim"

"Jaffna Tamil's Hate Upcountry Tamils"

"Sinhalese don't like to see their neighbours prosper"

"Muslim men fuck Sinhalese Women before they get married to a nice conservative Muslim woman who they will keep covered from head to toe"

"Catholics believe their Religion offers salvation and they pray to one true God"

"Muslims believe they should do everything to protect their Religion that offers them salvation and they pray to one true God'

"A lotta Buddhist have got their wires crossed and think they pray to a God"

"Hindu's pray to their Gods and well they generally keep to themselves"

There are things said about Burghers as well but I don't recall right now so can't put it down, oh but this I remember.

"Burgher women are easy"

Obviously Sri Lanka a land like no other. With such a diverse background do you ever think there will be peach here? The best anyone can hope for me thinks is that this religion crap gets thrown out the window and they make it a crime to be of any one race. Then we just become Sri Lankans. If not, given my social observation over the last decade or so nothing will change. Mistrust between the Sinhalese and Tamils will exist. I've seen it on both sides. The Muslims will start asking for their own part of the country and well The Buddhist will go after Catholics and start another war.

People cannot get along in this country that’s the long and short of it. It is generally understood that burghers have left Sri Lanka because they can't get along with the Sinhalese. They are more hippie type so its an easy life or a really fucked up life that they lead.

A true combination for a grand screw up.

The truth must be spoken and if anyone thinks that this is not the perception most in this country have please do feel free to let me know. I personally have made observations and there are some truths that cannot be changed but I don't hold it against anyone for being born into any race or religion I believe that everyone deserves an equal chance to prove themselves and I honestly hope maybe people will get past this.. that is if it is if the impossible is possible.

Hike up your skirt a little more And show your world to me

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 23:05:00 +0000

Appropriate title me thinks :)

About 8 years ago I used to do my travelling in the bus and going through Fort area where my bus used to park itself I would have to walk a few hundred meters to get to it. At that point in time the general attire of most girls who would get into a bus was something along the lines of a long ankle length black skirt and a light coloured blouse of some sort. A walk through and fort I would see plenty of them. I would have to say this was the way most girls dressed 8 years ago.

Come 2008 trends have gone from that to most girls wearing knee length skirts not afraid to show a bit of leg and even some wearing stuff that is just above the knee. I know this sounds pervy but gimme a break I'm an observer of the ant like society at large. The bra straps show more often now and multi coloured bikini bras are the "IN" thing even in busy towns these days. I do recall there is used to be so much stigma over showing a bit of leg.

In my opinion one reason for this drastic change would be due to TV channel's like Sirasa TV, I think they captured a fusion of Indian-western-attitude and gave Sri Lankan's a dose of it. The promotions they run to boost their ratings can almost always be equated to that. Now you get the low necks the V necks the Bear Backs the Bikini bras and off the shoulder and the sleeveless and Spaghetti Straps that are the norm (There must be plenty more that I don't knwo the names to). All due to, I suppose a desensitizing of people's attitudes. Mothers are no longer shocked to see a girl showing skin and I believe most folk watch the various entertainment with great pleasure. One thing leads to another and thus more girls are conscious about what they're wearing but I think they are less cautious of what they are wearing.

I personally have no problem if people walked around in the Nude even. However this has been a fascinating project for me. I've been noticing how the skirts get shorter. Girls are bolder and I'm hoping guys are a little less frustrated because they must be getting more now. At least more eye candy.

This maybe not in the correct order but I also remember the general hypocrisy with guys where they don't mind looking at a chick in a Mini Skirt but the minute their chick wears one... well you know how it goes. (This part is for a friend of mine, I hope you read it) :) I have no idea as to why that is.. I mean I have been accused of being possessive and protective and all that but a chicks dress sense is her personal space me thinks and so is mine by the way...

Anyway given that more guys do see short skirts and more leg now.. seeing a chick in short skirt wont be a reason to stare anymore. I'm all for looking but admiration and desperation are too different perspectives altogether.

Most times unfortunately Sri Lankan society which is influenced by religion and its generally hypocritical values has led to the condemning of many things without reason for the sake of religion. A woman dress sense has been one of those things discussed by all faiths I guess. Still change has taken place and this is what has happened in 8 years, who knows what we will see in the next 5 years or less. I'm guessing the average length of a girls skirt will drastically reduce, more skin will show, public displays of affection will not be a thing of the past.. who knows really.. lets wait and see...

Or.. maybe I'll be writing about cleavage next time. Have a nice day.. its too early in the morning for me to be up anyway..

Sleepless..

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 21:38:00 +0000

Its 3 in the morning and I've been up from 2. This is not good since I need to be up in a few hours from now anyway.
I do enjoy my hours awake but If I do plan on living for a few more years without serious health issues I think I should get more sleep.

The long effects of sleep deprivation might not be too good. I dunno why but it tends to happen to me, I have very bad sleep cycles. Most times now I don't sleep over 7 hours, I can't sleep.. I just wake up and sleep for 7 hours is only possible on a Sunday.

So what I'm I going to do now that I'm up, well I updated the previous post which I had posted without a title. Oh! the other thing I'm more awake when I should be sleepy I have no idea how that is possible.

The previous post, I didn't write a title, I didn't add any tags but I'm in what should be a really sleepy state I started with the title and remembered tags. :)

If you wake up in the middle of the night like I do, then you will know you're pretty much always hungry when you do wake up. Unless of course I'm the only one. hmm....

food.. lets go find food and hopefully I can go back to sleep and can salvage what is left of the sleep hours of the day...

Fist Fight!

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 09:25:00 +0000

I've been in very few fights and all of them have been when the rest were drunk and I was not, I am never drunk because I don't drink.

One thing that bugs the shit outta me is that all of the fights I've been in, the guy who started the bloody fight isn't the one ending it and there are a whole bunch moronic idiots (Blow pals of the guy/s who started it) who are hitting each other. Also the so called 'hitting' its wild swings like throws of love at a long lost lover! Or they hold each other and start going at it Sumo Style. err hello doesn't anyone know anything about a nice left hook or a upper cut?

Oh! wait.. one of my favourites, the famous Chick Style SLAP! SLAP! WOW! These fools have shit for Brains!

Many years ago at a party, I must've been around 18, So one guy had a problem with one of my friends and so he slapped him, friend said "ok alright are you happy now" to which I was quite happy cos we might be avoiding a fight and then the slapped him again so the friend asked him is he was happy now? and then well.. sadly after the 3rd slap even the friend lost his cool.
Point being its admirable that he stayed without hitting back but not quite so after it became an all out gang bang!

So yours truly ended up dragging the chap outta that one...

That’s what I do when the fight breaks out I drag the stupid fucks out of it.

If it was me however, I hope that if someone had a problem with me I would take the beating plead/beg/cry like a baby for mercy. (ammo mata bah, gahana epa! ayyooo ammmooo) :)

Don't you think that's enough to make them stop?

I think its easier to take a punch. Otherwise you'll hit back and one thing leads to another.

If you're there alone then you don't have to worry about the friends getting involved or worse if you're there with a girl/s (even just a friend/s) you don't need to worry about her/them being harassed.

So My advice, take the hit, throw ego and pride out the window and cry like hell so they think you're a fag and leave you alone but at least it might not get blown sky high outta proportion

Besides I know that if I lose it, even if I'm getting beaten I'll probably incapacitate at least one of them for life before I go down which would land me in prison and I don’t think prison is pretty enough for me!

So if anyone runs into a fight try my advice and let me know if it works.

Me, A Poet?

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Fri, 20 Jun 2008 17:57:00 +0000

Me, A Poet?
I try with lyrical attempt to string words that otherwise
Wouldn't make any sense.
Finding balance between expression, freedom
and the fear of revealing myself
I try to hold down a sense of sadness within my scope of fun
An oxymoron gives me the ability to lay down my pun
I try with the greatest pleasure to give to you, my reader
My Critique, the chance to maybe, maybe give me a chance
To read me, like a book, an open book, word by word, word to word
I speak in a language of words, weightless words
Words that unfold my deepest mystery
It is not complicated, it’s a simple function of placement
Word after word, I use them as pawns in my game
As I dance about in circles making absolutely ridiculous sense
My pawns killed in the process, scarified for a better verse
There lies in me a hope, that someone somewhere will speak my language
In my poetic lyrical language that I hide behind, trying to convey
The story of a boy hoping to be a poet someday, and because
Because I try, I always have, I always will, try, to make
creative sense within my nonsense.

Suicide? Really?

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Tue, 17 Jun 2008 16:46:00 +0000

Ok so this is how it all went down;

Call comes from a Friends girl friend (GF) he ends the call and looks at me and says "machan gf's neighbour has locked himself in his room and can't get out we've got to go and take him out"

Me - "Really? How the fuck did he manage that?"
Friend - " I don't know he has had a fight with his grandmother (GM) and locked himself up, now he wont come out"
Me - "oh bugger, so why won't he come out? How old is he? 5 or 6?"
Friend - "I don't know man, apparently there is no sound he is not answering and no! he is bloody 20 years old"
Me - "oh! REALLY!"
Friend - "Yes they're afraid he has done something to himself"
Me - "WHAT? then why are we going?"
Friend - "Well.. I don't know, apparently the (GM) is really worried and doesn't know what to do"
Me - "oh shit!"
Friend - "I know"
Me - "ook then lets go and see but usually I wouldn't get involved man"
Friend - "I know man"
Friend - "Ok, worst case scenario the bugger is dead and we wont be having dinner today, we'll be spending the rest of the night in the police station or we will be rushing him to some hospital somewhere"
Me - " Yeah ok, yeah worst case scenario, seems ok I suppose.. but what if the bugger is dead really? Oh boy.. all that mess we'll be the one's questioned for everything"
Friend - "I just got another call, they want us to come soon"
Me - "huh.. ok then.. shape so lets go then maybe we might be able to save him.. and worst case no dinner no"

Ok, so we're in the car and friend goes " Don't drive fast last thing I wont is for you go crash us somewhere" We just poke the car out of the lane on the main road and then friend swears in all the sinhala he knows at the lorry driver who was coming on the wrong side basically he would've hit the passenger side and he was shouting at us as if it was our fault and I was the second car pulling onto the main road and I was blinded by everything all I could do was follow the car in front of me.

Mother Fuckers..

So we get there.. Grandmother says "do you have a screwdriver to open the lock?" Friend "No but I can break this door open" GM "ok"

So, Bang Bang Bang door cracks open.. NO ONE INSIDE! THE STUPID SON OF A BITCH! He has just locked the door and left the house!

If we got our hands on him at that time I'm sure he would've wished he had committed suicide!

Just another day in my life...

Freaking Friday's!

noreply@blogger.com (Meese) — Fri, 13 Jun 2008 18:54:00 +0000

Ok, there is something wrong with my Friday's. Every Friday for the last 3 weeks has been bloody horrible. I dunno why! Something just seems to happen and it screws up my whole weekend. These things just pop out randomly right out of the blue!

I'm not one to believe in superstitions but Friday the 13th really rocked my boat this time around.

The highlight of my day was my meeting with Mr. Billy!
Billy was really nice and somewhat inquisitive about where I was from. Otherwise quite cordial and paid very good attention to whatever we were talking about.

Except for the one time that He (Billy) got a upto my eye level and looked me in the eye for about 30 seconds I was quite happy to be around Billy.

I wish I met a few more Mr. Billy's and this place would be a much nicer place to live in.
For what its worth, Billy is a 2 year old Beagle. Most adorable creature I've seen in sometime. Reminded me of an old friend :)