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
This aerial view lapse video shows how the Meethotamulla rubbish mountain grew over time. It looks like the spread of a malignant growth. Here's the video for the impatient.: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CmDvIGA0MkI It went from this in 2004: to this in February 2017: I put this video together using screen grabs from Google Earth. Which has a … Continue reading Watch Meethotamulla rubbish mountain grow: aerial view time lapse
These days I drop the offspring units at their schools. It's a consequence of my new schedule. Though I would rather like to brag that my secret short cut skills had something to do with it. To keep the critters quiet, I've devised a play list that's off the main stream road. Here's a sample: … Continue reading School drop off music
What I learned by going to an Old Boys' Association AGM. An education in itself.
Airport security, customs and immigration rituals are great levellers. It doesn't matter whether you travel first or cattle class. You are at the mercies of bored officialdom and the humiliations they can inflict. Colombo Airport'S Silk Route "service" claims to spare those who can pay. The idea is you just hand your bags and documents … Continue reading Colombo Airport VIP service : Silk Route
Three kids meant a small family in my parents’ generation. That vast cast of aunts and uncles is unthinkable now. In my generation, that crowd of siblings is replaced by cousins. Looking back, not being siblings made friendships easier. Our relationships escaped the inevitable frictions between siblings. In its place a sense of kinship through … Continue reading Have you spoken to your cousins lately?
This is the season for intimate encounters with the world. It can happen anywhere. During chance meeting at Odel. At one of the season's many presex parties. Or any social gatherings. Iresspective of the place, the best encounters occur through one portal: the eyes of visiting expats and the duller details of their daily lives. … Continue reading Intimate encounters with the world