and we all float on....

Rishan told me quite categorically to enjoy our day at Galle Face because there wouldn't be another for a very long time... Aindri and Sanjaka down from the states and newly married... Venu with John just down as well, Partner in Negombo and all things hostile in uni - Husna, Rikki who had returned from England after 5 years... resident optimist Rishan back from the states and a cruise around Europe and newly hitched Dayan who is not in any of the pictures.




Also featuring a very pensive me.. I had knicked Rishans i-pod because I had decided that it was high time I began to look cool and I was meditating upon the fact that exactly one year ago was a period in which I honestly thought I would never be happy again...
These pictures are a reminder that I was very wrong, a celebration of that amazing human ability to heal and move on and most importantly a celebration of my friends without whom I would have gone ballistic...




Really really missed Vin and Deanne - one in London and the other at rehearsal and since I could never have survived without either of them I'm putting them in here too. (Besides Deanne needs all the exposure she can get, since she has high aspirations that the Prince of Jaipur will notice her on someones blog, whisk her away into the desert and swear his undying love for her...)


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Repent now! April is almost upon us!!!!

This post has been inspired by Aindri's blog.... I'm moved enough to carry on the rant I began when I replied her post....

You know... every year in December when the weather gets cooler and everyone is in a much better mood and Colombo is a much nicer place to live in, I get a tad depressed. Because at the back of my mind I know that the year is ending and we're moving into April again. (it was my biggest issue on 31st night infact) You know... April should come with its own menacing sound track... or perhaps the sound track should begin in January... an almost unnoticable ochestral background which reaches its crescendo in April.... accompanied by the sounds of wails and moans and sound effects of bodies falling heavily onto concrete floors.
Its already getting hotter... its at that point when having a wash and stepping out of the house is proving to be a counter productive and futile excercise - unless you have the luxury of stepping from one air conditioned environment into another... which I certainly dont! And i know its only going to get worse.... and its depressing....
I can already see ahead to the time when we'll all be walking around in states of severe heat inuced inertia ad when tempers will be short.... and sweat and body ordour will be the normative. aaargh.... WHY WHY WHY???
And to all my friends who live in cooler climes... please dont expect any love or affection or even communication from me from April up until late September. I hate you all already.

Its over but....

Yesterday I finished my university career. And apart from the obvious sense of relief that it was finally over, I felt nothing. Nothing! And I realised that really... my university life was not the rip roaringly fun period in my life that its supposed to be for everyone in general... it was a burden and towards the end there was too much unpleasantness and too much stress for it to be anything more than that..
and I guess thats sad.. I feel quite deprived and cheated somehow. I should have had far more fun than this dammit! I should have done more stuff! I should have been more involved! And while this isnt a case of regret its a sense that I've been somehow let down by life...
perhaps I'm watching too many chich flick type high school and university movies.. perhaps I need to just start concentrating on my thesis without trying to get profoundly philospohical about what "ought" to have been... and while I'm at it, chapter 2 will soon be written (at least the draft) remember to check my thesis so far here
alright then the slightly let down but unmistakenly euphoric ayeshea will get on with the inane details of life such as having a bath and going to sleep... hangover from last nights celebrations is still not completely gone away and eyes are dropping with sleep - that elusive creature!
euphoric yet let down... the great paradox of the week....