Scenic Battaramulla
this bird is trying to sassinate me
There’s a bird outside my window. Not a cute, pastoral bird – this is Alfred Hitchcock tapping on my window for hours and trying to kill me. He flies around and tries every window, over and over. I think he’s technically a humming bird, but I don’t think I could take him. Maybe with a tennis racket… On the weekend I wake up – with the birds – and go to take a shower. Whaddya know, the bathroom is toe deep in water. Thankfully the house is tilted and all the water is flooding my sisters room. The bidet pipe has come loose and I get hosed trying to fix it. Tha shuts off the main and weese spend the montag sweeping water out of Soob’s room. Last week the electricity was out for two days of the work week. I usually sit in front of the TV and watch professional wrestling while I work, but there’s none of that. I just want the government to keep the lights on and stop things from blowing up, that’s all. With the WiFi and power out I honestly don’t know what to do with my life. Go to Barefoot and use the WiFi under the trees.
My bus stop is near the giant government building Sethsiripaya. I can just imagine all the inefficiency filed atop desks like so much kindling. Every time I see it I have visions of it collapsing like a mob-era Vegas casino. At night they had a pirith chanting and kept my moms up all night. Buddhist’s trying to outshout the Muslims I guess. They like to use crappy crackly speakers to remind you of the samsara in life. The sound is like the giant clock radio on Satan’s bedside.
Getting off the bus, I saw a stray dog running down Main Street. It was in the middle of the lane, overtaking trishaws. I can respect that.
I want to visit my friend in China before he comes back. Free place to crash and all. So, I applied for a visa to China, from Colombo. I’m not sure I’ll get it, but this is process to at least apply. For official but incomplete info, check out the 
The Mahavamsa (a history of Sri Lanka) is full of conflicts between generals and kings. Usually, the more bloodthirsty and unscrupulous would win. Our current (elected) ruler Mahinda Rajapaksa has had his own general conflicts, namely with one Sarath Fonseka. In the old days Fonseka would have staged a coup, as in literally try to cut of Mahinda’s head, and Mahinda would – if that failed – tie him to four elephants and split his parts asunder. Can’t do that shit anymore. Instead Fonseka ran for office and lost and Mahinda tossed him in jail.
Today on the 
Janith has updated 
samsaraya?? sansaraya??
i used to live next to a temple.. i actually liked the chanting, after a while…. woke me up at five’s in the morn n kept me company while i studied.. :)
not that i understood a word of it (even tho i did look it up), but i do know it like the back of my hand now..
lol..
n im not a buddhist..
i v always wondered wot they were trying to get at cos no one in my neighbourhood listen to it, or prefers the afore mentioned wake up call..
no offence meant..
just wonderin..
not exactly what I meant, but I think samara is endless rebirth. As in, this chanting keeps waking me up.
wifi at barefoot? *sigh*
yet another thing i’ve missed with my prolonged absence from the isle of serendipity.
flog it all for me will ya – i’ve been re-acquainting myself with childhood memories vicariously through your lens.
keep em coming :)