Bassa Contemplates..

I work at place where I’m confused emotionally. I see many serving the common good, but trapped in worlds of their own, unable to break free. Cornered by fate and pushed forward to survive, they are masters in their fields. Their diversity is their stronghold, their simpleness their humility
Amidst such a crowd, I’m rendered helpless, as I am to sympathize, rejoice and live as they do. One most intriguing character is ******. Simple, charm, innocently flirtatious, and knowledgeable, she stands out from the crowd. She has a great ability to catch the hearts of people and twiddle with their feelings… especially mine.
Though completely ignorant of my world, ignorant of my delights, she is very concentrated on the one love of her life… medicine. Fate has been hard on her, and never has love blinded her. She acts according to her rationale, never crossing the borders. She intuitively feels danger and avoids it. Completely ignorant to the vibrations of others, she lives in her own cave, haunted by the fearful echoes at night. A dreamer at heart, scared to make a mistake, she ventures through life enjoying her latest victory of finishing med school.
Her principle is simple. Just pass through the miseries of life, and not to indulge in them. Brave to take on any challenge, she is firm and of strong character.

Her far sighted knowledge makes me admire her. Her complete ignorance of the world and it’s partialities angers me. Her serenity evokes respect in me. Her bluntness dismays me. Her open heartedness dissolves me. Her rebelliousness frightens me.

Rebellious at heart, only her rationale and kind heartedness overpowers it. This is her saving. Searching for all the answers in life, she looks to find a person who she can look up to. Someone she can adore, someone she can worship. The search is on….

Resting after a gruesome oncall… trying to find something to occupy my mind, instead of my aching legs..
Perhaps i’ll find something new in my sisters room.. and yes… a Sri lankan cd… Called CharlesMark.. Hmmm heard one of their songs… new style, but one guy sang in such a low pitch… it made me burst…

Nontheless I found myself listening to the cd a couple of minutes later, automatically switching to the 2nd track. Amazingly the digital mastering was good… and the content not bad…. So So guess it goes to show… Don’t judge a cd by its first song.

These guys have emphasized on a style of their own… and their main ambition behind their music is to be harmonious, which I think many artists lack today.

Honestly speaking I felt the 2nd Track could be the Theme of Lion King if it was made in SL.

On the whole… great cd. check it out at Maharaja Entertainment

So its back to my aching legs
Bassa Out

Well, it’s only fair that I introduce myself….
“Bassa” is a Sri Lankan word meaning “Owl”… Don’t worry, I didn’t appoint it to myself.. It’s my friends to blame. It’s common for Sri Lankan teens and youths to create “card names” for each other. It’s all based on the fact that Every joke has a truth in it
So who else can see your short-comings or talents than your nearest friends? This “card name” appointing business is not a craze, but more of the traditional thing for us. We barely use our real names… so i figure it’s cool.

Anyway, I’m Sri Lankan, (as you’ve already guessed), and proud to be one. I lived more than two thirds of my life abroad. Now I’m settled in Sri Lanka.

Speaking of which, has it’s own pluses and minuses. It’s taken me a good deal of patience and nerves to deal with. “A land like no Other” as Sri Lanka is often termed, seemed to be ironically TRUE.

By Profession, I’m a medic. Yes, i’m the person you run to with your kid or your cough and colds. This field was even harder to master, but left with few choices, it’s upto you to make your own miracle happen.

By abilities, I fare well in many fields. I love the world of computers. I’m an amatuer electronist. I play the Guitar. I’m a netizen from 1998. I’m crazy about Networks and the INTERNET. I can cook. Oh yes, and I’m a philosopher at heart. I also smoke. I am fluent in Russian. I want to learn Tamil. I’m Ok in Sinhala.

So that’s me in a nutshell..

SO this blog is born… my ideas thrust before many an eye…. It was in the olden days that dairies were kept under lock…. It’s interesting how Change is later seen as a part of life itself….

So Anyway.. do feel free to register and add your ideas… If there’s anything better than my brains… its your brains giving me something thing to battle aboout..

So Bassa over and Out.