I was on a road, somewhere between Kottawa and Piliyandala, when I saw a man running and a vehicle following him. The vehicle stopped and two men jumped off and ran behind the latter, into a by lane into which he had crisscrossed. The first thought that came to mind was that may be the two men were running behind ...
I needed space and I told him. “Space as in the relationship or space as in the apartment?” I wasn’t surprised. It was normal for us to talk in two dialects, though we managed to understand each other in general on things that mattered. “I mean I need mental space.” I was not sure what I was trying to express. ...
I was seated waiting for my number to be called at the doctor when through the slightly open door of the gynaecologist in the other room, I could see two patients at the table talking to him. One an elderly woman of around 50yrs of age, while the other possibly in her early 20s or not yet out of school. ...
I have lived all my life with people who have not considered putting things around the house in order as one of their priorities. I have walked into finding piles of clothes on my studying table, things thrown around in the living room, all forms of equipment to be placed in the garage sale, placed in the middle of my ...
She looked at the house once she thought would be her home. A house full of memories for the short time they had spent in it. Though he had left, his presence there was felt, with shirts forgotten and other files he had spread around on the floor. She wanted herself not to cry, not to be weak, and not ...
“You keep playing these silly pranks!” he tells me. “Yes, but they are still funny!”I reply. It was too easy to make him believe things sometimes, in spite of he being the one who had warned me that he would be playing pranks, and I should be careful not to get annoyed. A few weeks back he had found some ...
Recipe for a perfect weekend -Aiden -Two full days of no lap-top -Two full days of limited internet -No phone -A lot of walking (and a lot of holding hands) -Tolerating each other’s snoring -Not fighting over bills or splitting bills -A lot of sleep -More sleep -And more Aiden time I have not written in a while. I think ...
Two hours more to finalise all my decisions. Life is about not wasting time, and I think I did that to last a life time. Hurt and pain thrown around, and lived with, and hope which I hold on matters, that sometimes and too often backfires. Nothing can beat the feeling of being accused of cheating on someone, when it ...
I have not written of you, you never gave me enough mental torture to. You were the one constant, in my life, putting up with me even when I push you too far. You would stand there, sulking as you wait, until I would act as if nothing happened, though I ask for pardon. But then you say sorry more ...
I like the 8th of every month. For some reason they treat me well. Despite a night of body pains and waking up unable to move my fingers without pain, I was glad enough that I managed to write two papers, without staring at a blank page for a good one and a half hours. Lot of things don’t seem ...
A friend tells that the friend can understand how she feels as she had to stay a few days without her husband while pregnant and that she felt as it was hell. She shakes her head. She cannot imagine how her friend could understand the emotions she was going through. The friend’s husband had not gone and screwed other women ...
We had lost out way. Amidst our work meetings, our diner dates with others, and different ports of destinations, the two of us had lost our way. While he fascinated over his hotel stays, new discovered lands, and I brooded over my books, research papers and hopped on planes for meetings we had lost the taste of communication. It had ...
A few days ago, I was with the man at the Bambalapitiya railway station to entertain his indulgence in photography. He loves trains, was fascinated by them, and could not comprehend my lack of fascination in them. As I watch him run behind trains, jump across the railway track while the train was dangerously parked for a few seconds, (with ...
Bhagya Wickramasinghe is a lecturer in law, an Attorney-at-Law, and works as a researcher for Sri Lankan Youth Climate Action Network, an organisation focusing on climate change, youth empowerment, and social justice. She shared her experience of being a young professional and multi-tasking which has allowed her to do work on the causes she believes in. Education: key to empowerment ...
Are you a single parent? Have you gone through years of trying to make ends meet with your priorities tilted towards your child and then be judged by people who think they know what is best for you, try to boss you, and think they know what’s better for you then you do, and also try to exploit you? Then ...
My first meeting with Ellen Sandell was in 2010, and in Cancun. We were both part of the climate youth movement, and attending the Conference of Parties of the UNFCCC. She has come a long way since then to be the state MP for Melbourne, the first ever Greens MP elected to the Victorian lower house. She agreed to speak ...
Emptiness seems to fill my world of late, again. Too many things that I cannot be bothered about but that keep popping into my life whether I like it or not. A constant list of names that harass my brain, and people who cannot mind their own business or rather have no control of their own lives trying to preach ...
Tuesday, 3rd March 2015, environmentalists and took to the roads in protest of the Colombo Port City Project. One of the many projects of the Rajapasksa government, and one that has been used freely by President Sirisena’s election campaign days, the project is planned on 252 hectares of reclaimed land in Colombo. This land (if the project is carried as ...
It’s funny the people we trust, the people in whom we have faith, and how the very same would break the trust we have in them. May be it is a little too much for them to handle. I have heard one tell me that he felt “inadequate” next to me so he had to be with another woman. I ...
