Banana Skins and Broken Noses

In response to this note written by a friend. Apologies in advance to those who may not be able to access that hyperlink. To  the Janes of this world Ever since my Grade One teacher said “don’t be angry with anyone, it would invariably mean you’re angry with the man up there”, I was veritably afraid…

Candid audience…

14th February, 2009 – Kandy … and so, there are some people of no consequence to us whatsoever, who make a pleasant, lingering impression, without intending to do so. What’s so special about this random ‘everyday’ sort of boy, who got off an outstation bound bus, to reach the mango stall? ; Who in a…

Fool

Liquid, languid particles collide, kiss and kick and charge against each other, forging a surge of kaleidoscopic energy; like the fierce love of a muffled masochist. Electrons explode in excruciation, screaming in bright eyed ecstasy across rumbling freak skies of diffusing clouds trying to touch earth. And I, in my mundane existence, sit stooping beneath…

Narrative of the Blacksmith

 This piece is fan fiction, and was written six years ago as part of an undergraduate project. It takes the voice of the Blacksmith in Toni Morrison’s heart-wrenchingly popular novel ‘A Mercy’. It also holds a mirror against the Blacksmith’s perception of Florens, the young slave girl.  Refer here for a summary of the novel on Goodreads….

Memory

” In my happy world I can let your harshness go unnoticed… I can shut you in a jar and set you apart, until you are reduced to just that; a thing in a jar in the forgotten shelves of memory.”  

How to eat Rambutan

It’s Rambutan season in Sri Lanka! Each kilometer of the pavement is punctuated by heaps of these bright red globes; 15 fruits sold at Rs.100, it is in deed an affordable exotic treat. Let’s argue about the use of the adjective ‘exotic’ to describe Rambutans on a different post. Exotic? Who thinks it’s exotic? Now nevermind…

Let My Elephants Go!

Couple of weeks ago I happened to watch the movie ‘The Legend of Tarzan’. In the middle of its CGI induced mumbo jumbo in the jungle of Congo, lo and behold there appeared this particular scene that made me ANGRY at mankind. A tangible kind of rage; the sort that makes you want to climb the…

Head on collision with hedonism

Lightly lick it, let the metal spoon become a longer limb, latching the little fingers to the apple crumble. Warm custard oozes with each dig; the smell of cinnamon wafts softly away. Delicately gooey center, crunchy apples, crumbling topping; all of these make the perfect rainy day treat. Combine it with some freshly baked, chewy French…

King of the Coconuts

A bright orange husk cocoons this fantastically refreshing natural brew of King Coconut water. When cracked open, the nut gives way not only to a sweet, soul quenching beverage, but also layers of soft, succulent kernel that can be scooped out and had with the drink itself.  A common sight in both verdant and urban…

Mirissa me miss ya’

It’s a pity I take so much for granted, and yet, the thought of ever having to live in a city without the view of the sea is petrifying; almost claustrophobic. How do I get about my days without throwing casual glances at you? *insert rhetorical eye roll* It’s always been there in the background….