To the cat who

we seem to share a flat with. Here's a suggestion.

SHUT UP !!!!

All art is quite useless.

Please welcome Suri , the one who is responsible for my picture above.

D90

Here is the understatement of the year.

My father loves me.

The need to spoil his children is ridiculous. seriously. and yes I'm going to be all smug about it too.

The wind..

..rushes past you and you are overwhelmed by the closeness of all the lights that's coming towards, dodging and whizzing past ..The wind .gushes of it...it's in your eyes, in your hair , your eyes are stinging and you think just one sentence. I . am going to. die. you keep repeating it over and over and over and over..but then, it's over and you stumble to the ground displaying what a klutz you really are, and you think of kissing the sweet ground but instead you give a light hug to your friend and walk the rest of it home.

Gosh I loved it.

I went on a bike.

Relationship advice from yours truly

There's nothing wrong with someone who fights with you all the time , as long as they don't get mean.

Out of all scumbags, malicious ones are the ones you really need to stay away from. Of course people who cheat are no better either.

Also avoid anyone who gives you an ultimatum or tears.

Avoid people who go through your wallet or your phone. If they have some kind of urge to do so, they need to ask. "I'm looking for missed calls from the guy/girl next door" at which point you should just dump them.

If they just utter but one word of filth ( at you ) just drop them like the piece of shit they really are. You don't need their dirt.

If they wrongly accuse you, get out now.

Also, never go out with/dream of , anyone ever dated/had a thing for a friend. It's just weird. ew, he was in her arms too?? ew ew ew ew !

Oh and yes I have a God given right to hand out relationship advice.

'hawt' male bloggers .

um , Deec, you totally got the wrong girl coz I, am , clueless !

As far as eye candy goes , I'm OK. But see, that's just the thing. Eye candy is just that.

But bloggers ?? People who seem hot by what they write??

Just between you and me, the last time I figured someone was hot by what they wrote, I ended up meeting him in real life. Boy wasn't he ugly ! :D

But. Let me try.

erm..ok I think the Court Jester can be a Hottie. coz he said so. And Kalu Sudda said he's tall so I'm gonna give him that.

Me the Blogger. errr..not me. him. the blogger. mysterious sort of. maybe he is hot.

ooh OOH , how can i forget, Yanik Tissera is beautiful. to look at. sort of scrawny but his photographs usually take my breath away.

Jerry AND GEHAN ! ok Jerry coz he is so unbelievably annoying but still can make me laugh and Gehan, coz , he is just a nice guy with a tinge of evilness. just a tinge though.

Whackster, just coz he is my friend and he's got nice eyes ;) ok ok I'm not hitting on him Deec !

And Mathwada..I mean Realskull of course.gosh such nice teeth ! besides anyone in a band is hawt. He is in a band right? or play the guitar or something??

Marriage is on the cards

With the conclusion that the last nice guy on earth has been snatched away
(A conclusion which was drawn at the Lit Fest) I have
decided it is an absolute waste of time trying to get to know somebody.

It comes down to the same thing. Men are scum.

Spare me the details. spare me the smooth talk. spare me the pretense.
let's just get married.

I don't need a man to make me feel good. heck I don't need a man at all.

I just, sigh, being who I am, at my age, seem to have developed a soft spot
for a little house , a baby and a patch of garden and a dog to go with it.
so yes I need a man to complete that picture.and yes I'm old fashioned so
sue me. But I was ready to forgo all that if I could help it.

my mother's worried.

my father was not. he was all for keeping me at home, Daddy's little girl,
and never give me away in marriage. suited me just fine. He would even
defend me when my mother brought up marriage. "what? she just started
working !" ( been a good three years but what the heck right?? ) "she needs
to finish her degree. then what about MBA?" while i sit beside him and
furiously nod in agreement and my mother screams away on speaker phone.

I turned down the 10th proposal last week. "you can't even say his name!" i
said defensively. "besides, why has he been single all this time if he is
all that his family claims he is? tall, dark and handsome. educated. stock
market job. gay?! "

But then my sister's boy friend's family visited us, my father liked them,
and it was sealed for good. and then he fell a little ill. then my mother
fell a little ill. then my two of my father's best friends died. see where
I'm going with this?

my mother started bugging my father.

Don't get me wrong. my mother would never force me to agree with her. she would gladly like any guy i would say 'yes' to. she has approved my past ex's. even my crushes.except maybe with one exception.

Me and my father both worked during the weekend.

on Sunday however, when we went home and sat down to lunch, he gave his
customary call to my mother who started on the whole marriage thing.

he put her on speaker phone. "if I'm going down, you are going down with me
! "

She first accused my father for giving me all his bad habits. working too
much. too arrogant. pandithakama. "don't you have anything else to do !" she
then scolded me. "I'm getting old. so are u !" she screamed at dad. what is
she going to do when both of us are not there. !

"jee mum. thanks for the vote of confidence. Do i really strike like
someone who can't take care of herself? ! "

"shut up and listen to me"

Have I ever mentioned that she is a lawyer ? lawyers are a weird bunch of
people. while their logic may not be in order, they have a tone to make up
for it. that tone suggests you are a complete moron and give no space
for you to think otherwise. even when they are wrong.

she is willing to negotiate though. "you find yourself someone. I will back
down" at which my father looks a little alarmed. I think he remembered an
ex of mine.

In the end both my father and I agreed to consider. With my demands of course.

so now I have alternatives.

I find someone suitable enough to get married to. or they find me someone suitable
enough for me to get married to.In the mean time, no turning down anyone right after hearing their name.

I'm not even going to drag 'true love' here. it's about marriage. not about feelings. bah !

It's final..

..I'm settling after all.

my only conditions are , he has to be tall ( so that my father can not look down on him ) , filthy rich and should send me his full name in English.

The state of being..

..completely dull witted should explain my absence .

The corporate world is slowly draining me of my sense of humour. sense of misery. everything feels perfectly bland.

Galle.

I took the bus to work today and the morning sun was harsh. I turned my face upward and concluded the sun over Colombo is too mundane. The sun above Galle scorched my skin to an interesting brown.

I looked around and concluded that Colombo is too uptight. too grey.

My phone fell in to water while trying to reach a little Island of which the owner had completely forgotten to put a deck or a boat service or something of the sort ,so that people could get to the other side without getting soaked in salt water , shivering from head to toe..and turn up asking for something strong.

So I was phoneless for 4 days . The relief, to my surprise was immense. of course the whole time , at the back of my head , i was dreading getting it back from repairs , looking at all the missed calls and messages would kill me. no doubt 99.99% of them were from my client, who btw called me at one point, in his most patient voice asked me whether he could buy me a phone ! now I keep smelling my phone , for it came from being repaired smelling like something toxic.

My friends have complained I'm anti social. one of them at a crucial juncture in her life was visiting her in laws to be . and I was not around. another came down for a vacation like he does every year but for the first time in years I saw him only once. just once. he left and sent me a mail hoping we will meet more often next time around. bummed me out. another broke up with her boyfriend and i still haven't seen her. it has already become old news. i was supposed to call the people i stayed in Galle with. but no,. i didn;t even do that. I haven't had the time or the energy to talk to my brother. I said I am 24 and flinched at it when he asked me how old I am and then asked what advise I could offer him from where I am. 5 years older.

I need to quit. i have a nicely typed out resignation which is yet to be put to good use.

I have been told there's more to life.

I'm just being difficult of course. working hard when u r young should be no problem. how would one have a roof over their head if they didn't. I'm sure my father wouldn't kick me out. but what if? i have a loan to pay. the bank will hunt me down if a payment gets a day late. there should be money in my account.

This is all very absolutely boring.

Too many people by now know who I am. know who the Middle Child is. I see them looking at me, judging me, in the loo,in the canteen..plain Jane blogs?

Mundane bloody life.