Posts Tagged ‘hopeless’

You can fool someone all the time, but you can’t fool everyone all the time.. In a country, where  computer literacy is at 10% (literacy assumed by just asking if people knew “about at least one use/application of computers“). In reality, actual computer literacy, which I would define as the know-how to independently use an application for one’s personal benefit, like typing a letter in Microsoft word, using the internet etc., with today’s easily navigable operating systems is way below 5%. Most of this will be from the Western Province. People using internet on a regular basis will be an even smaller percentage of the latter. So the steps to stop pornography over the internet (assuming it was even remotely possible) is so dumb.

The only sanctions the Government has is to force the Internet Service Providers to block the sites, which number more than the computer literate people in SL. Assuming, that will be done, there are a hundred other ways legally possible to access blocked sites.

What amuses me is that this info really gets to people not so enlightened about technology. For example, for the educated, but not so internet capable school teacher, large headlines in the local papers announcing the clamp of pornography over the Internet is a great sigh of relief. Such people are many. But today’s discoveries were yesterday’s myths and will be tomorrow’s common knowledge. So while the school teacher sleeps, his / her children will easily find out ways to access the so called forbidden lands.

I ask the same question as Mr. Rohan Samarajeeva at LIRNEasia.net. In addition to cinemas’ there are plenty of other ways in Sri Lanka to get your hand on a tape or two. Let’s be honest.. suppressing children not to watch something or not to do something only feeds their curiosity. But many an educated teacher fails to see this. This is the same for adults. How hard is it to keep a diabetic away from sugar? Paradoxically, something that you need to live, could cause your fall if not controlled. Its the same with everything, and the sooner a kid learns this, the better. I’m not implying that pornography is a something you need to live, but reproduction is, and I haven’t seen any other country carry the torch for “secretive sex” like Sri Lanka. Its ok to do it, but you dare imply it. Then, comes the worst part… they drag Buddhism into it.

Buddha never dictated out laws. He preached of the middle path. He preached advice. His preachings were to help people realize that there was black and white. Without knowledge of what is black, you can never really know what is white. The choice of accepting either is totally yours and according are the consequences.

But today, the black and white are all mixed up.. for personal benefits of course.. all we see is a darkening cloud of grey.


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I have been judging the following debate / court session between my good side (stern and harsh as ever) and bad side (sexy and soft spoken) for over 5 years now.

My Good Side (MGS) : You got this far, only to leave your country in its most desperate time of need? Aren’t you ashamed? You trained to save ppl, but now you want to migrate? Abandon your birthright? COWARD!

My Bad Side (MBS) : Well honey, it isn’t like you make a lot of money in this country…. hmm… You did spend and awful lot while you were ahem… training to save ppl.

MGS : Objection

Me ( really Me, the judge) : Overuled, However MBS be advised that money isn’t everything!


MGS : I also wish to add that if you were to migrate you would always have that feeling back in your head, lingering… the feeling that you don’t belong there.. that your roots are here in SL

MBS : Oh darling, thats so true…. until of course you take a bus and get blown to pieces… Talk about uprooting!

MGS : Yes, there is unrest in your country, and that’s all the more reason for you to serve your ppl..

MBS : is that why he gets treated like a rag… I mean I know of idiots who make twice his salary, and all they do is type!

MGS : Your honour, I thought MBS was advised about the monetary issue!

ME : (snoring).. what.. oh yes.. yes

MBS : Darling, all i’m saying is why should you work all your life where your not appreciated. Where you’ll only slave for money, where you’ll only have dreams, but never fullfil them.

MGS : What’s wrong with a bit of hard work.. Everybody wants everthing instantly these days. Instant coffee, instant money!

MBS : Well darling, nothing has to be instant…. i kinda was hoping it would linger for a while (slowly licking her finger, and winking with a sheepish smile)


ME : MBS shall not lick her fingers in court!


So back to reality,

I hope you understood that I have been going crazy to endure this for nearly 5 years. Anyone who has gone through my blog will have understood the following: I’m poorly paid, I treat ppl for a living, I’ve have my share of weird encounters, and i’m poortly paid, and that I hate the current system of organisation in this country!

So far I’ve realized this. I can’t make a dent in the system. Only I’ll get myself fried. Then I’ll have to beg on the streets. Medicine is quite aristocratic in SL. Then again, just who am I. There must be hundreds of ppl who can’t change anything but are forced to live and play along.

The past few months have brought some new headaches into the household, with prices for life necessities rising sky high. Not a matter for the High class, but a certainly sure “punch in the stomach” for the middle and low class!

So with all this happening, migrating to australia was an option. I never gave a ruling in my imaginary court sessions, because both sides were true. I fely guilty wanting to migrate, but anyone can see where this country is headed, and its either jump ship now or die with it. I do want a good environment for my family. A place to ean money for my knowledge’s worth. Friends and relatives both confirm that Australia is the place to be.

So one day suddenly I came to a conclusion. I’ll give it a try. If I fail, no regrets. I continue my work here. If not then Australia it is.

So i’ve gone a long way and am waiting for a desicion from the Embassy. lets give Fate a chance, shal we?

PS : Migrating as a doctor to Australia should be anyone’s last option. Getting to know the process of migration and the net outcomes have cost me nearly 3 months and lot more nerves. More people with other professions are easily granted visas and are at a better chance of survival. However, with a little luck shinning my way I have decided to not to give up.

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Well, I know many share this same feeling with me… Some just continue with their miserable lives ‘cos they haven’t seen any better… so its a blessing for them I guess, while for the people who have seen and experienced life in other continents.. Sri Lanka IS HELL!

Hey, I’m patriotic, and don’t anybody say otherwise, but there is that limit that even patriotism can’t subdue! “A Paradise like no other” seems quite ironical now, doesn’t it!

I mean other countries have gone through severe reformation and revolution one after the other, faced world wars and still manage to maintain a descent civilized social and economical balance for its people to thrive in…

We had no major revolutions nor had we faced the World wars to its full extent, and we barely fought for our freedom in comparison with our neighbours… so everything just got served up in a silver platter..

However the fuel for the MIG’s (i’m not going to talk about how those MIG’s got to SL, simply cos no one knows) and the big (family) crowd at the parliament living off a luxury life… seems to be making rather large dents in many a persons purse.

SO.. Work your butt off… Slave at work. WALK TO WORK, ‘cos unless they invent cars that run on urine, you can’t afford to buy Petrol. Start growing manioc in your back yards. You can’t afford to buy bread. Start raising cattle, milk is not for our budgets either.

For a country that’s supposed to follow the Metta (maithri – friendship), Muditha (sence of appreciation), Karuna (compassion) and Upeksha (equanimity in the face of the fluctuations of worldly fortune), I think we have FAILED!

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Hello again..

I just couldn’t take it anymore! I had to write it out in my blog and get it over with!!! (mind you, the satisfaction of thousands of people reading my woes, gives a whole new kink into blogging)

So here’s my Prob! I have Yucky Relatives!

Darn those blood suckers! All they want is your blood. You never seem to be alright (or even closely ok) for them. So what you ask? We’ll its just when they want something… Oh the buttering starts.

I mean you have to be an idiot to fall for that butter.. You pretty well know, these people don’t give a damn about you.. Your good as dead to them.. But when they want something done.. Oh they know how to suck!

In a land where the earth on which Doctors walk are worshiped, having a doctor as a relation does have its up sides. Well these blood suckers have been haunting me and draining me ALL WEEK. They hadn’t even been close… But they had searched me although the hospital, and finally surprised me 5 days back.

Trust me, the way they pounced at me I thought somebody was already dead!.. But all it turned out to be was a minor surgical operation in the septum of the nose… Ok, so I look into the patient ( my newly found niece, still unconscious), talk with the ward doctors, everything seems ok.

At lunch I meet up with the newly found relatives and give them the good news ( nothing was bad, so I consider it good news). “She should recover fully in 3 days”, I blabber away.. actually thinking of what would be served for lunch..
So I’m finally convinced, they won’t bother me.. But I WAS SO SO SO SO SO WRONG!

It was some reason or the other. They made a good job hauling me out of my work 3 or 4 times a day. I mean its ok if the patient was critical.. and besides ENT was never my side of medicine. It was either her husband wanted to meet up with me, or her far distant uncle had just drove 800 km just to see her and wanted a rundown on matters from me, or she had farted, or her left eye was smaller than the right, or she wasn’t in the mood for a meal… HOLY COW!!! I mean, you gotta give me a break!

I fled as soon as I could get someone to replace me. I didn’t think twice. Creeps! Why do we put up with them! And I’m making sure she’s left before I even step in that hospital again!

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Hello ppl,

Its been a long day (and another sleepless night). My fav serials have all come to the end of their seasons (Lost, Grey’s Anatomy and House MD) and they all have left me with nothing but more questions and the notion of “when will they start again?”

Funny how you those serials keep you on edge while your watching them, addicted but always stop, leaving you pondering what next… I think that’s their catch…

Anyways, I’m feeling more depressed than ever. But I have to keep my head up. All around me look up to me and that’s tough. You’re at life’s beck and call and you have to be the moral support for your family. Living in Sri Lanka makes its double hard. Wish they sold guts in vending machines… not that it would be a possibility in SL anyway..

No seriously, trying to live life here is way tough. The reasons follow:

  • Economically, life is becoming impossible! :- Bread is already becoming a luxury food, I don’t remember the last time I went to McDonalds, eating thrice a day will soon become a luxury too.
  • Socially repressed! :- There really is not much freedom to do “anything” you want anymore ‘cos somebody won’t like it and will do everything they can to stop you. If he’s a big shot – you’ll definitely end up dead floating in some swamp, if he’s not.. you’ll end up with a black eye.
  • Culturally Overwhelmed :- Oh anything and everything ends up screwing our culture! I mean its like some idiot made up the rules so that we would end fighting amongst ourselves always. In SL, its like “somethings” HAVE to be done a certain way (doesn’t matter if your poor or rich) or your not Sri Lankan anymore. This “somethings” apply to EVERYTHING!

Life is already a handful without the above aspects. But hey, nobody wants to make it easier. So they make sure its HELL for ALL. If there’s one thing a Sri Lankan hates – that’s another Sri Lankan getting all the cake or the Best part of the cake without him getting any! He just can’t stand it. So he’ll concoct some plan devious enough to make sure the guy who ate the cake dies after eating the damned cake and wished he never ate it! And the guy who ate the cake, now suffering from food poisoning would think “I’m gonna die, someone wants to kill me. I should offer this cake to my enemies!”

Over exaggerating? Nope.. Tell me if you think otherwise

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