Bassa Contemplates..

Been seeing the latest Iraj and Co. videos on tv. Well Macho Kudos!!!

You certainly have the eye for style and music. (or ear maybe..) The whole gang seems integrated. I’ve seen several videos and i downloaded more from www.irajonline.com More than your music itself, its the concept I like. They way you mix traditions on screen. Not many have done this, and many are afraid.. So Kudos again for you ….

PS. I really like the idea of Our songs reaching out to other countries. I had an Indian friend who absolutely went crazy for “Ahankara Nagare” remixed video.

Its hard being a doctor…. Not that I’m complaining. Most of you would already be asking “You’re a bit too late to think about that!”… I’m referring to being a doctor son to my parents… They want all the best for you, but when its your turn to advise them…. nobody pays attention, or “we’re fine…” or “I feel like a rock”…

I’ve often asked them in frustration after my caring but feet stomping lectures go unheard… “why did you encourage me to be a doctor?”…. I only get the “looks”… those sad eyes… which I can’t tolerate.

It’s hard as it is consoling other people, but “Prevention is better than Cure” is a 128 bit SSL encoded message that my parents just can’t crack open. I know they won’t be here forever, but I want them to be as long as they can…. Its simple in thought, yet so complex in action. Another paradox of my life.

Its been a while for me since my patriotic feelings have been rekindled, but today being the 58th independance day, I watched the celebrations at Galle Face.

I lived in different parts of the Globe, and life has its fair share of troubles no matter where you live. However, living on home ground always had its advantages…. At least I thought so.

That’s until I really settled down here. All my patriotism was quickly tucked away into hiding. Be a wolf, when your among wolves, my common sense urged me. Its hard to be brave in Sri Lanka. All the commitments to keep up with are endless. The struggle is there, but only to pass time by endlessly working to earn a living, to make your dreams come true, to make that miracle happen.

Is this all? I wanted something more. My aspirations of being a proud Sri Lankan were so utterly disappointing.

Why are people so robotic these days. Why doesn’t anyone think freely. Almost everybody is a closed system. Work, Earn, Feed.
Like a bunch of robots reporting to duty. At the end of the day, you just get oiled and go home. Once in a while you get a notice to download the latest instructions.

However todays parade was uplifting. Quite well organised, it showed off the valour and integrity of many a Sri Lankan. Their hidden pride leaping to their faces.

Of all human organs the eyes are the most prominent in showing feelings. You can twist your mouth in many ways, but only the eyes convey the message. This built in encoder/decoder of feelings was much alight with a fire I rarely see among the daily broods that pass me by.

Such a scene is great if seen often, but when witnessed once in a long time, it does cloud the eyes with tears.

I’m Proud to be Sri Lankan. With all the Pride and valour in my heart, I wish for Sri lanka to be great. No need for us to be a super power. All I wish for is Sri Lanka to emerge from its position, to remain a land of virtue, a land of integrity.

May long lasting Peace, Harmony and Prosperity reign in our land.

Picture taken form the online edition of Daily news