Finding cure for
AIDS, Ebola and or cancer
Would be like climbing an ant’s hill
Compared to
Finding cure for
Hypocrisy, which is of Himalayan proportion.
Nalanda, Bamiyan, WTC
Sydney and Peshawar too
Sadly have joined the list now.
The list getting longer
And no cure in sight
At least a respite?
Unless we call a spade a spade
And take the bull by the horns.
ආයුබෝවන් ( Ayu-Bo-One) 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦. බොක්කෙන්ම ලියන්නේ. ඒ කියලා තොප්පිය දාගන්නත් එපා.
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Unless we call a spade a spade
Labels:
AIDS,
Anthill,
Bamiyan,
Bull,
Cancer,
Ebola,
Himalayan,
Horns,
Hypocrisy,
Nalanda,
Peshawar,
spade,
Sydney,
WTC
Location:
Muscat Governorate, Oman
Monday, December 15, 2014
What Makes Living Interesting.
Favorite stuffs on mobile devices
Headsets on and lost to the world
Missing out on the birds chirping
Rustling of leaves in the wind
Child’s laugher or
Chiming of distant bells.
Detail plans
First is more elaborate than the other
Assuming always
If A fails
Then B would take over instantly.
Efforts to be in Control
Trying to vet everything
And every time
Takes the fun out of living.
Life is a gift
Something to be enjoyed un-vetted
Unwrap it and be amazed
Not knowing what’s in there
Makes living interesting.
Headsets on and lost to the world
Missing out on the birds chirping
Rustling of leaves in the wind
Child’s laugher or
Chiming of distant bells.
Detail plans
First is more elaborate than the other
Assuming always
If A fails
Then B would take over instantly.
Efforts to be in Control
Trying to vet everything
And every time
Takes the fun out of living.
Life is a gift
Something to be enjoyed un-vetted
Unwrap it and be amazed
Not knowing what’s in there
Makes living interesting.
Location:
Muscat, Oman
Sunday, December 14, 2014
මාරලන්තය !
ගුරුතුමි - හා කියමු බලන්ඩ හමුදාපති කෙනේක් නැතුව යුද්දයක් කරලා දිනපු එකම රට මොකක්ද කියල?
ළමයා - මිස් ඇමරිකාව,
ළමයා - මිස් රුසියාව,
ළමයා - මිස් චිනේ වත් ද ?
ගුරුතුමිය - ඔලුගෙඩිය ..... මේ ළමයින්ට මෙච්චර ඉක්මනට අතීතේ අමතක හැටි.
මතකනැද්ද අර කොටි කියලා බයවෙලා හිටපු පුස්පැටවු ටිකට මොකද උනේ කියලා.
කෝ දැන් මීක් කියලා සද්දයක් තියෙනවද.
ඔය ඉන්නේ හොදට රජ සැප පිට කිරි බිබී.
කෝ ඒ කාලේ හමුදාපතියෙක් හිටියේත් නැහැ නමුත් යුද්දේත් කම්මුතුයි නේ?
ළමයිනේ මතක තියාගත්තොත් හොඳයි .....
ළමයා - මිස් ඇමරිකාව,
ළමයා - මිස් රුසියාව,
ළමයා - මිස් චිනේ වත් ද ?
ගුරුතුමිය - ඔලුගෙඩිය ..... මේ ළමයින්ට මෙච්චර ඉක්මනට අතීතේ අමතක හැටි.
මතකනැද්ද අර කොටි කියලා බයවෙලා හිටපු පුස්පැටවු ටිකට මොකද උනේ කියලා.
කෝ දැන් මීක් කියලා සද්දයක් තියෙනවද.
ඔය ඉන්නේ හොදට රජ සැප පිට කිරි බිබී.
කෝ ඒ කාලේ හමුදාපතියෙක් හිටියේත් නැහැ නමුත් යුද්දේත් කම්මුතුයි නේ?
ළමයිනේ මතක තියාගත්තොත් හොඳයි .....
මේ රට කියන්නේ තමයි "මාරලන්තය".
Labels:
LTTE,
Maralanthaya,
Sri Lanka,
Tigers
Location:
Muscat, Oman
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Are We Ready ?
Are We Ready
The above was written a long time ago and there is a likely big political change is on the card soon.
Are we ready for this change?
The above was written a long time ago and there is a likely big political change is on the card soon.
Are we ready for this change?
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Missed Opportunity ?
A few years ago at the annual book fair at BMICH, I saw a small girl browsing through lots of books and finally settled for a translation of one the famous Russian writers of yesteryears.
She turned to her parents with pleading eyes.
Mumbling something to her ears, parents put the book back down gently on the heap and ushered the pleading girl away from the counters.
I asked my wife, “Should I give her some money or buy her that book”?
“Do not embarrass the family and they may not even like it”, my wife warned me.
She turned to her parents with pleading eyes.
Mumbling something to her ears, parents put the book back down gently on the heap and ushered the pleading girl away from the counters.
I asked my wife, “Should I give her some money or buy her that book”?
“Do not embarrass the family and they may not even like it”, my wife warned me.
Labels:
BMICH,
Book Fair,
Missed Opportunity,
Russian
Location:
Muscat, Oman
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
To Sir with Love ( My version ).
A few senior boys and their thugs stormed into the school during interval/recess time to beat up a classmate, when we were in grade 10.
We did not say nor do anything to avert but watched in shock as we did not know what to do.
The chemistry subject was the period immediately after the break and as the master entered the class, we knew that he was not in a mood to teach.
He was silent for some time and we waited for him to say something.
Then he asked all of us a very simple question.
"What kind of young men are you, watching your fellow student being beaten up by thugs on the school premises and doing nothing?"
There was no chemistry lesson that afternoon and some enjoyed the break but a few started pondering the incident seriously.
Having enjoyed success the previous day, the seniors and thugs revisited during the interval with the idea of bashing the poor fellow up a little more.
What happened thereafter is well known in the school history and that was the last time we had thugs visiting school or seniors flexing their muscles.
The chemistry master came to class grinning from ear to ear after the interval that day.
We did not say nor do anything to avert but watched in shock as we did not know what to do.
The chemistry subject was the period immediately after the break and as the master entered the class, we knew that he was not in a mood to teach.
He was silent for some time and we waited for him to say something.
Then he asked all of us a very simple question.
"What kind of young men are you, watching your fellow student being beaten up by thugs on the school premises and doing nothing?"
There was no chemistry lesson that afternoon and some enjoyed the break but a few started pondering the incident seriously.
Having enjoyed success the previous day, the seniors and thugs revisited during the interval with the idea of bashing the poor fellow up a little more.
What happened thereafter is well known in the school history and that was the last time we had thugs visiting school or seniors flexing their muscles.
The chemistry master came to class grinning from ear to ear after the interval that day.
Location:
Muscat, Oman
Monday, September 15, 2014
What have they been trying to stifle for centuries?
What
hopes can we have
What inspirations can we get
From the message and belief,
If innocent aid workers
And journalists
Are being killed in cold blood
To protect the message?
What inspirations can we get
From the message and belief,
If innocent aid workers
And journalists
Are being killed in cold blood
To protect the message?
What
are they so afraid of now?
And what have they been trying to stifle for centuries?
And what have they been trying to stifle for centuries?
Freedom
of expression
Or the desire of living beings
To have something better
Than their prevailing conditions.
Or the desire of living beings
To have something better
Than their prevailing conditions.
I
count my blessings today
Because I was born a Buddhist
And exposed early to Buddha’s teaching,
Especially the Kalama Sutra.
Because I was born a Buddhist
And exposed early to Buddha’s teaching,
Especially the Kalama Sutra.
Kalama
Sutra set me free
And it can set anyone free.
And it can set anyone free.
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