Strange music


Music I like is too “strange/weird” for most adults. Most of it are in languages I don’t understand (not modern Sinhala or English). Triggering an instinctive “what’s that?” from whoever hears it. Short answers like “Tuvan throat singing”, “Baul music” or “an avant-garde Ukrainian folk song” are not enough. The inevitable prune faced expression forces … Continue reading Strange music

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Artificial Intelligence (AI) in Sri Lanka : we need to talk


Mention Artificial Intelligence (AI) in Sri Lanka and the retort is that the country needs it. Because natural intelligence dried up long ago. Then we are back to cricket. There are variations of the “lack of intelligence” insult. All desecrating the achievements and intelligence of countless ignored heroes. Yet AI is neither a joke nor … Continue reading Artificial Intelligence (AI) in Sri Lanka : we need to talk

Most self centred blog post you’ll ever read


I bet you have NEVER read one THIS self centred. I certainly haven't. I don't write such blog posts. But this "issue" is at the point where someone MUST say something. That someone is not me. So I end up writing this. So what's the fuss? If you ask me, "The Problem" is a silly … Continue reading Most self centred blog post you’ll ever read

Remember Google?


Not many people remember Google these days. Most need to look it up. A sad irony for a company whose name was once a verb for that very act. Now it is a historical foot note. An academic short hand for dominance killed by ecological shifts. At its peak, Google's algorithms defined human knowledge in … Continue reading Remember Google?

Migrant’s Pineapples


I left Italy when I was sixteen. It was just after the war. There was nothing to eat. Everything was damaged, broken. Our ship stopped in Ceylon. A place call Gorl. There was this fellow loading pineapples onto the ship. It was the first time I saw one. I asked him what it was. He … Continue reading Migrant’s Pineapples

Curfew, moonlight, and Sri Lanka’s War


Curfew. An adult word. Floats across the power cut dark to the veranda. To us kids sitting around the carom board. Lit by a candle on an upturned Milo tin. Curfew. A thrilling word. It means no school. Waking late. Street cricket. Assorted fun with the gang along the lane. My ears pick up other … Continue reading Curfew, moonlight, and Sri Lanka’s War

Reader’s book recommendations for a writer – part last


This is the last book recommendation post for Yudhanjaya Wijeratne. It’s under three minutes of reading time. So you have more time to read these books. Or the first and second posts of book recommendations. Why bother with all this? These posts are not guerrilla marketing. I’m not a fan boy. Just someone whose been … Continue reading Reader’s book recommendations for a writer – part last