My Karapincha

The year 2010 started off by giving the incumbent president HE Mahinda Rajapakse a landslide victory over his former Army commander Gen. (Rtd.) Sarath Fonseka. At the aftermath of this Presidential Election came the General Election for which almost half of the registered voters, were boozed out and had almost forgotten to cast their votes! Then came the price hikes on oil prices, bread, gas, essential items, etc, those branded as ‘colloquial affairs’ for a typical Sri Lankan. Experts panels were appointed, Death fasts were laid down (and laid off), protests and ‘work to rule’ programs had been flooding the Sri Lankans’ mindsets, not allowing them to have a proper sleep, sometimes. Amidst all these complicated issues. Our dear Murali said goodbye to the game through which he was made the golden factor of the Sri Lankan spin battalion, after adding just one more wicket which totaled upto 800 test wickets, a spot one should think harder of reaching. Complications Interestingly, this

Almost after two months, I was thinking of writing a post on the 'much anticipated' Bradby Train & the Second Leg of the Bradby. However, thanks to the load of presentations, mid terms and assignments I not only missed the golden opportunity to get into the Bradby Train which was railed after 20+ years, but missed the Bradby at Bogambara. Despite all these hardships, I managed to take my grandma to the temple on June 25 (Friday), marking the Poson day. The temple was a popular one among the pilgrims all around the island. On the way to the temple we had to buy the necessary stuff such as ‘handunkooru’ and ‘pahanthira’. (I seriously don’t know the English terms for these, I have heard some calling handunkooru’s as ‘some’ sticks).   There was this grocery which had a massive queue, mostly due to a 'Manioc dansala' being underway at its immediate next door. With the greatest difficulty, I crept through the crowd and managed to stand at the 5 th place in the queue.