Happy New Year who pimping it subcontinental style.. for the Sinhalese and Tamil peeps.. this is like a really important day, and in SL there are a string of holidays.. i myself got an ever so generous two days.. the eve and the new year, which is 2day and tomm.. so decided ta hop on a train ta Galle for both days.. by "decided", i mean i was forced.. by "hop" i mean i was pushed into the train, and subtly molested off it.. [ i want to finish that para with a haha.. but i js used the word molested.. =\ ]
Chilling galle style is literally doing NOTHING.. umm.. theres Internet.. but its like internet that's going to be nonexistent about 3-5 years AGO.. yea.. i know the sentence isnt crisp, but you get my drift..
Its beautiful, peaceful, serene.. and blah di blah.. but i dont really have the proper company to fully enjoy it.. 1st of all no one here really appreciates it like i do.. cos im pretty much a tourist.. looking at the sky, enjoying how much more blue'er it looks for now.. the trees.. the sea.. everything is different.. esp. from Colombo, where they just dying to become another India, frm the pollution to the work force.. Galle.. they dont give a shit.. they could do nothing and go nowhere for a couple more centuries, easily!
I came with one of my nephew's.. he spending a handful of days as well, although its not as nice ta hang around with him cos he knows alot of people in "the village" but none of them speak alot of english, so while they have their reminiscent chats of their stomping grounds and the latest grapevine.. im like some sorta stalker just waiting for their conversation to end for that i can errily follow him to the next place he decides to stop and talk to someone.
Next time Im either going to come with someone who doesnt know anything about this place or alone.. i mean, that'd work too!
Its a very relaxing and peaceful trip, but I did carry some of my notes to remind myself that I have just about 8weeks till exams, inshaAllah I will be ready for me exams. [ btw.. that had nothing to do with the post, Im just brain washing myself into.. oh screw you, i dont need to justify myself to you.. moving on..]
After the 1st day going by with mostly myself frying in the Galle heat.. mostly cos my cuz didnt know where he was taking me, i ended up going into a book store and buying two books..
A Case of the exploding Mangoes
The Monk who Sold His Ferrari
The 1st one I was drawn to of course because of the title and 2ndly its written by quite a popular and reputed Pakistani writer.. Mohamed Hanif
The 2nd book was just potrayed as a book of wisdom so I couldnt help but get it.. I consider to be leading my own life in a pretty good way, from the way I am around people to the way I handle problems and troubles, but just cos you awesome doesnt mean you cant get awesomer innit? .....*awkward silence* ...yeaaaaa awesome!
So me cuz sis asked me if I want chicken for lunch.. umm.. yea waeva.. so she tells me I have to goto the market and get it with my uncle. So we take the bike and get there in minutes.. and my uncle hunts for a suitable chicken to be our lunch.. being the tourist I am, I gaze around like a cat in a new playground.. being careful where I step, wary of the sounds i hear, sniff the air more than once and take my time when looking at anything or anyone.. then me uncle hands me the chicken.. and just to be sure.. YES THE CHICKEN.. who was still alive and putting up a pathetic fight.. I was instructed to grab its legs.. and of course, being unfamiliar with such activities, i was going to follow whatever instructions I was given.. lil weird.. holding a chicken by your side while on a motorcycle, but then again, not like anyone was rubbernecking.. i was just staring at the chicken dangling while we did 80 on the way home.
In the afternoon, whilst I was cramming me uncle guides me to the shed, not knowing what was instore for me, he calmly tells me to hold the wings and the legs hard and the neck firmly as well, while he takes care of the jugular.. like we do this once or twice a week.. I took a moment to digest what was going to happen, to me it seemed like a crime, like i was taking part in something wrong, but then I went over the food chain and it seemed pretty reasonable to me.. happy to confirm I can stand such sights.. people who think its barbaric.. I do have a logical, statistical and decent argument.. but at this very moment.. Im holding 3 fingers up, just read between the lines..
Oh.. any I got 6 fillings filled.. HURT LIKE A BITCH.. cos of course out here, they dont really use any sort of anaesthetic.. I cursed the dentist's family numerous times, and of course, his childrens children and handful.. cant be too generous to just one family now innit..
God forgive me..
Until the next time you have nothing to do..
Peace
RR
Do everything I wouldnt.. your life would be so much better..
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