Photo by Hilary Boles licensed under Creative Commons I speak to him after months. He asks about my visa, and I tell him that things were sorted out, and that I would head out on Sunday. I laugh my usual laugh, interrupt his statement as I usually do in my playful way, and he plays his usual-self: the man whose ...

So it is a new year, and 2017 has come faster than expected. 2016 was interesting enough, I have not written much as I would have liked to, no time, boredom, insomnia, overwork, the list is long. But the year has taught me a few things. One needs to be able to make the best of what is offered: Life ...

Chatuni Uduwela is a 23 year old graduate in Law, and an undergraduate in Economics and a young professional who works part-time as an intern at a research firm, a News Anchor and a teacher of Drama and Communication. She expressed her opinion on work, and how being a “working woman” has inspired her. A working woman? Chathuni feels ...

Note: Not my general writing, but of late I have realised that first impressions should always be respected. Yesterday I end up in the company of this chica of whom I had no comfortable feeling. I had not met her ever, (though she seems to have been in my company without my recollection) and every time she came to my ...

(c) creative commons I was once in a relationship that I thought was a “relationship”. I had made my time for him, and decided his time was more important than mine. I would wait for him till he finished his work, till he would decide whether he would meet me. I would stay up hoping there would be a message, ...

For most of us here, the name might not be too familiar. But her name did pop up on news today, to mention that Isreali court ruled that her death was an accident. The family were seen at the press conference, elaborating their stance on the judgement. But how did she die? Who is she? And why am I writing ...

He catches me in the middle of my reading of what constitutes “leave” according to my office. A definition which I probably would never grasp, nor would I need to understand thanks to all the arbitrariness that surrounds it. He throws his usual starter “What’s up?” I give my standard reply, “Nothing much, the same old, work, stress, and what ...

I have not written in a while, not sure whether it was a conscious decision, but well, did not get around to typing anything on the blog section. The random, meaningless, rants that is, the longer, structured, supposedly technical writing I believe I have done a few in the last months.  Life got busy, with work plans, fund raising ...

Ash looks at the photo and says, “You two look totally in love!” I was not too sure about that, at least not at that particular moment she was referring to. Sure, I loved Aiden, and that too in my own way. And he claims he loves me in his own way. (Thank god we never get into analysing what ...

Co-founder of The Million Person Project (MPP) with her boyfriend Julian Mocine-McQueen, Heather works on a global initiative that works with activists, artists, business people, farmers, authors and students to identify their true stories and help them use that energy in their speaking. .Over the past ten years she has worked in social change movements across the world on ...

Kaushalya Premachandra is a final year law student at the faculty of law, University of Colombo. She loves music, poetry and enjoys being alone in a quiet and peaceful environment. Having been sensitive to environmental issues since childhood she currently volunteers at Sri Lankan Youth Climate Action Network, and works as a research assistant at the Center for Law and Analysis.

A few notes and I am owned by the song. I go back in time, a few months a few weeks, a few days. “I miss you in a heartbeat” the chorus goes on, and I think of you. I never do much, but then I do at times. I am weird like that. And you know that. So are ...

Today I said goodbye to a friend. A friend I could talk and complain to about life. A friend who would hear me through, and tell me, “have you really thought this through?” I remember walking into Coco, and bumping into him, and he the busy person would still find the time to come and check on how I was, ...

It’s decided. I like my room. The four walls that keep me away from what I do not want to see, whose faces I see not the point of seeing. I lay in bed, typing as I do, all the time on mails, on articles and on other forms of communication. But avoiding face-to-face encounters with whom I will have ...

Sometimes Adrien reminds me of the man to whom I was once married. Last night being one of those moments. The lack of space between us has made me realize that maybe things work better when he and I end up in two corners of the world, or at two ends of the bed. Or else, the outcome being both ...

The thrill takes over as you see the sentences appear over your screen. You played your hand and waited for the necessary time gap. The feeling of excitement grows within with your senses pleading you to becalm yourself. The magic crystal ball in your mind inviting you into seductively destructive dreams of romance and thus destroys your pre-conceived plan of ...

(Photo credits: Biodiversity International via Creative Commons) The fifth assessment report of the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (AR5 IPCC) published on regional impacts from climate change has provided that in South Asia, the climate is changing and the impacts are already being felt. It further highlights that climate change impacts will pose challenges to growth and development of ...

I walk the streets of pavements and people, with boiling pots of oil bananas and mango fries, flowers, shoes and spectacles dresses, laughs dust and pebbles. I walk eyes on me the strange being walking the streets alone mornings late evenings and nights at times, the only brown one on these roads, a phone at hand tracking places and smiling faces, in search of food and solitude.

She talks, and I listen. The pack of cigarettes half emptied, and a half filled glass in front of me. She talks, I listen, think of the coat left behind, while tightening the thin sweater that I had remained my only option. Our lives do not seem much different despite the years in difference, and my son being an element ...

One speaks of gender rights and environmental rights. Speaking of them in combined mode, and that too on the UNFCCC track can be a challenge, but not necessarily one that is over burdening given its due importance. Women play a key role in day to day life, and are those who are most burdened by issues pertaining to climate change. ...