Red Backpack

She put all her dreams and hopes – her heart soul and mind

A little red backpack – she puts everything she’s got

Into your hands she places that red backpack one day

Trusting you to take care, guard and love all the way

You took the little red backpack and its belongings

Like toys you played and tossed them away

Lost all that was in the backpack with your games

Gone for far too long and in hiding you remained

She asked for it back one day so she could move on

And all you had to tell her were little white lies

She kept asking and asking as doubts started to multiply

Something was not right she begged for whats hers

You returned the red backpack to her one day

With nothing worthwhile just a backpack full of lies

Every time she looked in her backpack for whats hers

Her heart, soul, mind, dreams hopes and herself

Remains now regrets remorse and an emptiness so old

The little red backpack is now nothing but mere rubbish

Red backpack with dust now worn out and torn

She dumps its in the Dump truck for good its gone

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The Pumpkin Issue

The country I come from has an ancient rich heritage of Agriculture. The ancient kings of Sri Lanka leaves enough evidence for us to know how much effort was put into agriculture with its irrigation methods.

But with centuries gone by, little do we see that has been done to take agriculture to the next level. Technology has advanced but not the Agriculture industry in Sri Lanka. Hence, the Pumpkin issue!

Recently many governmental and non-governmental departments came together to promote sales and to relieve the pumpkin farmers of their excess produce. Approximately 100,000Kg with the price tag of a
a measly Rs. 100/-. per pumpkin at a pumpkin street sale.
It is a good endeavor !

However, has no one thought of tackling this pumpkin issue in a more proactive manner. it is not just pumpkin farmers that face these issues. Take a walk in the hill country of Sri Lanka and you will see that many farmers just let carrots, beets, leeks, cabbages, raddish to rot in their fields as they could not sell it for a decent price and the middle man always has the upper hand with pricing. What a waste!

Recently, a minister states that eating pumpkin enhances the beauty of women. Seriously, is this how one we tackle agriculture related issues in Sri Lanka?

How come these pumpkin farmers are not able to sell their crop for a decent pay? Is it not worth their toil and labor? How come their general quality of life has not developed? Why are there no services to educate the general public about by- products of the pumpkin nor its value additions.

Pumpkins are such a good and healthy source for our diet in many ways. It could be preserved, made into soup, could be used as pureed pumpkin and a thickening agent for various dishes. Then there is pumpkin as desserts and could easily be used as a form of a sweetened drink. Think about the pumpkin seeds.

May be some folks are already making some business out of what I’ve mentioned above. But why are the farmers not educated and equipped on these? Is it because we have become a lazy generation, wanting the quickest of the solutions to such problems and the instant solutions for everything.

There are countries which would die for pumpkins and here we have it go it waste. What a shame!

I seriously hope that the people at the top who have the authority, power and access to funding would seriously save this country from the pathetic agricultural frail and look in to more sustainable farming and agri bio technology methodologies to tackle issues in a non-reactive manner. We need to close the disparity gap and elevate the life of the general farmer. After all they bring us some food to our table!

Secret Place

There is only one secret place that I wish be

The place where I find you!

Teach me your ways the deepest awesome magnificent

Only in your secret place will I find

I want to know you more and more and more till no more

Will I lack that understanding of who you really are

Take me higher and deeper within your palm

And let me bask in your understanding and wisdom

I need not fret when I am in that secret place

For I am all I am meant to be and much more

The peace of knowing what you have planned for me

My calling and your will for me,

This is my only desire – it has -is – and always will be!

Take me to that Secret place that I may know you!

Stable

Since of late she gets a pounding from him with this word “stable”

She wipes her tears asking why he thinks she is “unstable”

He says “You are not stable. I need you to be stable.Unwavering”

“How can you say that I am wavering? especially when I am the stable one right now” she thinks to herself.

But she never utters a word. One day he would realize that she was the only stable thing in his life!

Eternal Love

When the rest of the world celebrates Valentines Day, here I am thinking of the only one person who has introuduced to me an eternal love.

I knew not what love is except the way the world sees it

An emotion, a feeling something that gives butterflies in one’s tummy

I know that it is not just a feeling or something restricted to emotions

It has got to be more deep wide and overwhelming in everyway

I know not of any love besides thee, the one who died to set me free

The one who promised to never leave me even unto the end of the age

The one who is ever present and always listening to my hearts’ cry

I know not of any love besides thee !

Thank you for choosing to love me even when I didn’t deserve thy love!

My playlist

So here’s some music that I enjoy listening to any time of the day.

Hope you will check them out and enjoy!

  1. Jump – Pointer Sisters
  2. Sahara Nights – FR David
  3. Twist my Sobriety – Tanita Tikaram
  4. Hold On – Wilson Philips
  5. Don’t Dream its Over – Crowded House
  6. I keep Forgetting – Michael McDonald
  7. Just Like Heaven – Katie Melua
  8. Hold me now – Thompson Twins
  9. Black Velvet– Alanna Myles
  10. Stay – Lisa Loeb
  11. Ordinary Day – Duran Duran
  12. Don’t stop me now – Queen
  13. Holiday – Scorpians
  14. Freedom – Wham
  15. We didn’t start the fire – Billy Joel
  16. Eye in the Sky – The Alan Parsons Project
  17. Get outta my dreams get in to my car – Billy Ocean
  18. Owner of a lonely heart – Yes
  19. Wrapped – Gloria Estefan
  20. Make me loose control – Eric Carmen
  21. Man in motion – John Parr
  22. Maria – Blondie
  23. Everybody’s Changing – Keane
  24. Dancing on the ceiling – Lionel Richie
  25. I knew you were waiting – George Michael, Aretha Franklin

Chaos in English Pronunciation and Spelling

This is quite useful in a funny manner!

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confusing

Dutch writer, poet, traveler, and teacher Gerard Nolst Trenité (1870 – 1946) wrote a remarkable poem aptly titled “The Chaos”. The poem demonstrates several of the most famous (and infamous) irregularities in English spelling and pronunciation.  Trenité managed to collect about 800 of those irregularities and versified them into this chaotic, albeit amusing poem.

“The Chaos” was originally published in the appendix (Aanhangsel) section of Drop Your Foreign Accent: Engelsche Uitspraakoefeningen (4th Edition), a textbook written by Trenité in 1920. This version was shorter and only contained 146 lines. Since then, many variations have appeared. A longer and authoritative version was published in the 1993-94 edition of Journal of the Simplified Spelling Society. This version contains 274 lines:

Dearest creature in Creation,
Studying English pronunciation,
I will teach you in my verse
Sounds like corpse, corps, horse, and worse.
I will keep you, Susy, busy,
Make your head…

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Random Joke #18: Drinks?

Something quite funny. 😀

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drinks

I saw this on a newsgroup many years ago:

At a high-class restaurant…

Question: What would you like to have: Fruit juice, Soda, Tea, Chocolate, Milo, or Coffee?

Answer: Tea, please.

Question: Ceylon tea, Herbal tea, Bush tea, Honey bush tea, Ice tea or green tea?

Answer: Ceylon tea.

Question: How would you like it? Black or white?

Answer: White.

Question: Milk, Whitener, or Condensed milk?

Answer: With milk.

Question: Goat milk, camel milk or cow milk?

Answer: With cow milk, please.

Question: Milk from Freeze land cow or Afrikaner cow?

Answer: Um, I’ll take it black.

Question: Would you like it with sweetener, sugar or honey?

Answer: With sugar.

Question: Beet sugar or cane sugar?

Answer: Cane sugar.

Question: White, brown or yellow sugar?

Answer: Forget about tea just give me a glass of water instead.

Question: Mineral water or still water?

Answer: Mineral water.

Question: Flavored or non-flavored?

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The Memorial Service

This is based on true events.

Jane, a late 30’s single was raking her head with late nights etc trying to finish her thesis for her Masters degree. She was invited by an elderly lady to accompany her to a particular memorial service.

Just to let you know, the elderly lady had briefly informed Jane that this deceased lady was a friend of hers from church and thaty she had met with an accident early February and passed on leaving behind her husband, and three daughters in their late teens.

Jane was so shaken to hear the details of the death of this individual and thought it was good for her to take a break from her busy schedule and accompany her elderly lady friend to this memorial service.

So Jane and her elderly lady friend enters the church; the memorial service takes place in a language Jane is not too familiar with. There are songs sung, prayers and speeches made. And Jane was so moved she started crying, initially a few drops of tears strolled down her cheeks. After a few minutes, she was overwhelmed that she started weeping – weeping, quite heavily as she was reminded that this lady had met with an accident just at the beginning of this month. Jane was a bit confused as to where the coffin was but did not want to question her companion during the service. May be they had a funeral privately, she thought to herself.

She observed the immediate family members of the deceased. They were not moved, unshaken, not a drop of tear! The daughters all stood very still and unmoved at the passing away of their mother. Jane was further overwhelmed at this sight and kept weeping rather loud, drawing the attention of others at the church service.

Upon closure of the service the deceased lady’s husband walked towards Jane and invited her to join them for some tea and refreshments in the church hall. Many strangers kept looking at Jane in a rather awkward manner and Jane’s mascara had also washed off onto her cheeks and she did look a mess.

With all the attention from all the strangers Jane was quite embarrassed and was very determined to leave immediately. She was so very heartbroken and sad at the thought that none of the individuals at the service had shed a tear but all looked very calm and poised. She thought of them to have cold hearts; especially the immediate family members – the husband and the daughters. How could they just be like this when this lady had a bad death just days ago, she thought to herself.

Whilst Jane was trying to make a quiet exist, she heard a familiar voice ” Hey, Jane whatsup?”. She was shocked to see a colleague from work approach her. Jane softly says “hi”, still cleaning up face messed up mascara. And the friend says ” Wow.. are you alright? You were weeping throughout the service. Is everything ok?” So Jane replies ” Oh yes I am fine, Just so sad to hear how she passed away after that really bad accident and no one seems to be sad, that made me so upset”. So her colleague whilst trying to comfort her asked ” are you related the deceased? How do you know Mrs. Prince?”. Jane is embarrassed but tells her colleague that she has got no clue as to who Mrs. Prince was but heard about her death at the beginning of this month and accompanied this elderly lady for this service.

To Jane’s astonishment her colleague breaks into laughter “You don’t even know this lady and you are here for the memorial. Well it’s been a year since she passed away”.

Just to let you know that Jane had never been to a memorial service before!

The End.

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