Saturday, July 16, 2011

Time 2 Change

We were excited about moving to another house.
I mean it will be the beginning of a new era!
The new house was located in the hills next to a small stream.
It was well surrounded by chirpy birds that added more colour to the scene.
The view was great and the whole environment was beautiful and calm.
As I got to know it was built in late 80’s.
Everything was perfect except the kitchen was in ruins.
It almost looked like a scene taken from a black & white movie!
There was an old patterned stove to cook using firewood and I think mom will love it as the whole place was covered with soot.

We all wanted to clear the mess at once.
But it took a long time to convince our super-duper idea to dad.
He never knew for what purpose a kitchen is made for?
It’s just a normal thing if you think about men!
Most of them don’t know where their food comes from.
They think even pasta comes directly from trees!

It was the day for the big change in our little old home,
As there were no volunteers dad took the chimney.
He looked like a Dracula after cleaning the dirt inside; covered with a smart suit with soot!
I took in charge of the painting department.
First I applied a coat of acrylic wall fill which covered the damages and made the wall pure white. It was easier than painting the windows, where you have to be more careful not to paint the bars.
It was dad’s idea to pain the place in white.
Actually I’m not a white colour lover but white really gives a place a feeling of free and more space and light. So we used a white wooden paint for the windows too which finally gave a majestic look to the previous old stupid looking kitchen.

Gosh! It looked like Christmas!
Everywhere was covered with SNOW ;)
My glasses were dotted with white paint and my whole body was sprinkled with paint after the mission.
O god I half drowned in Kerosene oil to get them out!
But overall it was a great adventure. Isn’t it?

Once my biology teacher said,

“Collect experiences as much as you can. Sometimes it may be hard. You may face dark moments that you never expect to see them even in Dreams.But don’t forget only these experiences can teach your kids about Life.If not they will get much lazier than their mommies and daddies!"

Well I’m hungry for more.
What about you?
Wanna join the hunt???


Friday, July 15, 2011

GROWN Up :'(

Wandering in the corners of the kitchen,
She tried to seek for her lost childhood
“Don’t daydream you stupid girl!
You are thirteen & you’d grown up”
Shouted her own mother
“If you have finished with the dishes
Why don’t you feed those chickens?”

Tired footsteps falling behind
Her face showed nothing but a faint smile
Though her heart is pleading in pain
To join the cheering girls down the lane

Singing to the chickens with her soft quavering voice
To share her love with them all
“Thought you’d grown up!
Ladies don’t shout like crows”
Croaked an old woman with her rough tune
“How could you be the eldest in the family?
When you don’t know even to mend a piece of cloth”
The little girl tried to smile at her grandmother
Even her heart was flooding with tears

She waited till the Dark
The only thing that brought her a speck of light
With her baby sisters on a side,
The warm blanket waited for her
She crawled to her own world
Next to the window and
Whispered to the lonely star in the sky
“I wish I’d never grown up”

No SPACE !!?

CAUTION!!!
YOUR BRAIN IS OVERLOADED
ACTIVATING CLEANING PROCEDURE
ANALYZING DATA…
·        Art & Literature
·        Biology
·        Chemistry
·        Economics
·        Mathematics
·        Geography
·        JUNK FOLDER???

ACCESSING JUNK FOLDER…
  • Home sweet Home
  • Cute Pre-School time
  • Lovely school drama shows without lessons
  • Last minute preparations & Glamorous concerts
  • Crush on Movie Stars
  • Guy gossips only for girls
  • Unforgettable Surprises WOW!!!
  • Love & Tears
  • Memories Unlimited…
                 
ERROR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Junk Folder DELETION DISABLED
TASK ABORTED
END



Sunday, July 10, 2011

Love is on Air !!!


Ring, ring, ring my heart bell rings
Sing, sing, sing Yes I want to sing
O my my, I want to fly in sky
I can see his eyes-feel like its party time!

Knew that I wasn’t born to be alone,
Someday you’ll come to take me home
Until that day I’ll compose my song,
Our song of love - Let’s sing it along
It will be our story,
A true tale of fairies
In Life!




Saturday, July 9, 2011

A Colourful Dream...


When I was a kid I love to play with colours while other girls shared their sobs with dolls.
I was surprised to see how a single colour can be split into multi shades.
The way that a colour could denote the light and shadow really impressed me.
My mom feared that I would end up being a poor artist or something.
But I had a different idea.
Though I was hanging around with colours I didn’t want to spend my whole life on canvas.
I thought it is great to be an engineer. Trust me, I don't know why people hate maths.
It was really fun to learn about structures and to do all those mathematical tricks.

But unfortunately I couldn’t cope up with chemical balancing and the organic matter
With the time I realized something was wrong. Finally I was in the correct track.
It was all about ARCHITECTURE…


Architecture is a challenging career, where you have to coordinate material, technology, light and shadow. Therefore you can call Architecture as the art of science and designing.
This is somewhat different than other white collar jobs.
In here you have to find creative solutions for problems of structure, economy and aesthetic effect and to make all those elements work together.

To be an architect you should have to be skilled in both mathematics and arts.
Most of the developed countries select student through aptitude tests which carry questions to evaluate about the basic knowledge about structure and designing.
However in Sri Lanka most of the tests are conducted to test about artistic talent of students as this talent is a main skill that you need to follow this field.
As there are less measures taken down to seek about logical side, most of the students who studied Art subjects at schools are selected for the course.
But it is a sort of less qualified when comparing to architects in other countries.
Therefore it is important to have in your mind, that if you really want to be an architect you should possess the ability to do something creative and to develop that certain project through technical side using your brain tricks.


PS-
If you are wondering what happened to my dream, just ignore. It also faded with the time like most of my dreams
But keep on dreaming my friend, because it is the only hope that gives you the strength
to stand up and move forward in your Life.



Friday, July 8, 2011

In Love with an Engineer...

My dreams were saying, I had found my heir
And everything will be better, as you were there
I hid my doubts and I had my faith
That you will rebuild me, so life would be changed

The time was running
and I was still waiting
But suddenly I realized the bitter truth
which was covered with my own hopes

You had never touched my feelings
You had never seen my dreams
You only made my heart into a highway
To visit another girl’s soul



My Diary Of Love


Day 01

It was the day, the day I first saw you
But your smile said, from ages I know you
Your warm brown eyes gazed at me and smiled
I think your love made me totally blind

Day 02

My heart strings began to sing. As my eyes met you
But I tried to hide and I never wanted to show you
Only I could do, is just to stare
At your charming face, which I see now everywhere

Day 03

May be I try a polite way
Without showing you an idiotic play
I tried to stay calm and quiet today
I guess I can’t resist you anyway

I could feel the warmth
As you sunned me with your smiles
I could hear my heart singing
That everything will be fine

Day 04


We talked about our dreams
And laughed together
Knew you were my true love
There’s no need to bother

Dreaming and waiting to have your true love
I know someday you’ll come for me my love
Until that day I will lock myself
Hiding that precious secret deep inside my soul

Day 05

Saw your familiar eyes at there
You weren’t alone, some else were there

My world collapsed
Without leaving a trace
All dreams faded
As tears rolled down my wet face

Love is a mirage
It leaves you only the pain
Good bye my love
You won’t need me again

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Life through a glass

I was thirteen, and thrilled as I was starting my teenage.
But I was a kind of more overjoyed with the other news.

Wow I am going to wear spectacles!!!

I really had a dream to wear a pair of glasses one day.
I mean it gives you a great look,
Trust me guys,
Spectacles can give you the look of a “scholar”; even though you are a “troll in studies”.

“Hmmm... Let’s see. Can you read these letters”

The eye surgeon beamed at me.
Off course I could read them all. What did he think of me ha?
A nursery kid or something!!!
I just nodded.

“Don’t panic young lady, everything will be all right!”

and he threw another radiant smile at me.

Everything will be all right.But do they?

A couple of years rolled without even knowing.
I began to realize that something went wrong.
The world was too colourful, and I could see a mixture of colours without seeing a specific colour.
I was having visions those were only seen by actresses on screen when they are about to faint!

Oh my god!
That means I can’t see properly now, even with my glasses.

“May be you had recovered from your eye defect”

said Lishi comforting me with her words.

I removed the glasses and looked back. But I couldn’t see either.
It was only the blurred image of Sithira who was in front of me.

May be your eyes still have the problem but at a better condition than before,Besides you are better with glasses, so no need to be sad about that”

Said Sithira thoughtfully.

Alex, honey don’t worry,
your god mother is still there,somewhere to look after you! :)

“I’m sorry dear, but I think your previous doctor had made a mistake.Well you are not the only one. I met some other patients of him too. He has only thought of money. All of them were not given complete treatments.Don’t worry dear you won’t be completely blind, but you will have to wear this for your own sake”

I tried to smile with that nice, kind hearted lady.

“Thank you doctor”

 I only whispered.

Two large tear drops fell onto my new pair of glasses with rather thick lens.


Billions of people believe on doctors.A patient gives permission to remake his whole life without thinking about the risk, just because of his faith. So it’s the responsibility to take care of patients as the healers are the guardians of life.But what will happen if they run after money and fame???

Monday, July 4, 2011

Waiting 4 U...


I can feel my heart is empty inside ,
With no any memories left behind ,
Everywhere is dark and cold ,
Don’t know whether I’ll be able to hold
All this pain, all this worries
is killing me again and again...
But still have a wish hidden
in my eyes,
to see you  at least once
before I dies

I want to live in your dazzling eyes
I want to kiss you with thousands of smiles
Want to spend with you, the rest of my life
But still I’m searching for your sign

I’m seeking for true love ,
A love that could make me fly
I’m dreaming of you my love ,
Only you can make me alive....

Oh baby
I’m waiting for you....

Name or Fame ??


" Hi, my name is Alexandra "
"What !!!! I'm sorry, may i beg your pardon...but can I know your name again,just to make sure it is....you know , we don't hear such names here often...."

That's a kind of normal thing happens whenever I tell my name to someone !!!
Yeah I know it is weird to have a name like Alexandra in here Sri Lanka.


"Act like a Roman when in Rome "
That means you should have proper name that matches to the community that you live in.Just imagine to have name like PIG as in the book " Martyn Pig "

Every time when someone learn my name,they love to yell it for a few times...
Though I want to give them a stare that could burn him to ashes , I just give them sheepish smile...
< Sometimes you have to bear all those nasty things during life >

Maths was my favourite subject at school,
but i hate when teacher calls out my name as he is a living loud speaker !!!


" ALexxxxxxxandrAAAAAAAAArgh "

"Wow,great now we have Alexandra .... Wonder whether her mom is Cleopatra"

"Hey guys,I feel like Cesar"

Stupid boys are always the same !!!

"You ought to be born in somewhere else,like Europe.... so you wouldn't have much trouble with your name"
said Sithira once.He was my best friend Lishani's brother..
Though he was 3 years elder than me, he knew my situation < or pretended he did >


"ALEX is better for you"
Lishi always tried to make me feel better,


May be it was a mistake to name me like that or may be it was my fate to have a such name :O
but things changed with the time...


" You know dear, I felt something strange about the name "Alexandra" That's why I named you as that Alex.Everybody told me not to, as it is not accepted in an South Asian country and people might laugh at youBut look at you now...So happy to see you in a cheerful mood honey "

she stroked again my hair with a satisfactory smile


Mom how can I tell you that bitter truth ??
I could feel the warmth of my own hot tears rolling down my cheeks...

But I cried no more
I should move on , and the world is waiting for me.


Yeah I am  proud to be ALEXANDRA ,A mystic girl with strange ideas....



Everything has place and yours is here

I blinked back at the screen
Am I doing the correct thing ????
Yeah of course it is the best way to release my own thoughts which are bubbling inside my head
and they need to be free....



I know its sounds a kind of stupid to blog in English in Sri lanka,because everyone here follow Sinhalese articles.But I have no choice.I was always worse in my mother tongue,
and never got more than 75% at school ;)
I need a some kind of way to express me.If not my brain will explode with my own feelings,
Yeah sometimes feelings are more powerful even than dynamite  :D


I always love to live with books,as they create beautiful imaginations where I can live as me.But I haven't tried writing,which always was a dream of mine.I was afraid.I thought I will fail and I won't have enough words to tell my story.


I can't hold them any longer in my head.So I'm ready to battle with my own words,
hope it will work......


Welcome to my Dream >>>>>>