Lovely Lathas
Went to writing workshop. Prompt was to draw about a character in this picture. Chose girl smiling at back.
That girl, in passing. Everyone else glum, she smiled. That wave, that abandon of youth. Before the fat bulges and the hair things, before nature begins nudging you out the door. That girl, that moment. Was pretty cute. And she smiled.
God knows what, it wasn’t me. That three-quarter turn, the Paris Hilton, they’ve mastered it from TV. Or Bollywood. Somewhere. Methinks the girls are prettier now, perhaps they shave. They’ve discovered Rexona and Veet and that first rung to social mobility, which is shame. I always wonder how I’d start the conversation. I’d love to. “Where are you from? I have a Canadian passport.” Seems crude, and rude, and not nearly enough to bridge the gap in incomes, and culture, and attitude.
So you look, and pass. They’re just moments in traffic, heat in the air conditioning. Some days – when the traffic is bad and the timing is mad – some days it’s like a breath of fresh air. Just to see a pretty girl on the street. Not to gawk or imagine or in any way violate, just to see. Cause amidst the mental assault of the city there are flowers, and fertility, and some hope for a future that is entirely different and new.
This is highly dubious. Miss Travel is a travel/social networking site that connects ‘Generous’ and ‘Attractive’ travelers. To, like, travel together, I guess. It all seems a bit like arranged prostitution and trafficking. This is part of a broader online trend to connect rich men to younger, attractive women. Sites like 
Sri Lankan domestics never say anything, they just stop coming. My maid just stopped coming and when I finally pressed her she said I needed to get a washing machine. I was hoping to ride this one out, but I’ve run out of underwear and I have no choice. I finally caved and bought a washing machine, from 
There’s nothing wrong with pornography, but there’s a lot wrong with porn. Nothing wrong with watching people have sex, but too often that sex is brutal, senseless and coerced. I mean how many couples are coming on each others faces every day? Hence, philosopher king Alain de Botton – after calling for a 
Sri Lanka is going to start offer 
Very true about the chicks. And the passport offer sounds different to the usual sleazy, ‘Aah! Nangi! kohomada?’. ha ha you should try it!
duude! i actually know one of those guys – the one in the red puma thing?? he used to run around carrying sound equipment at my church! :D haha! random.
heheh.. nice one.. i know the feeling
Your writing appeals to me and unnerves me at the same time. Strange. Nice post though.
All the best looking birds are walking around Nugegoda and Kotte these days…and other suburbs. The ones in the clubs leave a lot to be desired.
Nice thought :)
LOL @ N though – Nugegoda and Kotte? Cool!
Hmm.. I thought I commented earlier =/
“Not to gawk or imagine or in any way violate, just to see.”
Nice :)
You did. I get a lot of comment spam from Hotmail so any hotmail addresses are moderated.
For some inexplicable reason Kotahena is starting to get some nice looking women. Never thought my neck of the woods would offer eye candy, but it is now.
Oh and world trade center- nothing beats world trade center for hot women. Dear god, my eyes haven’t stopped thanking me since I started working there.
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