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Things that annoy me

An incomplete list of things that annoy me. 1. People who insult or complain about Sri Lanka. Do not ever find fault in Sri Lanka, if I'm within hearing distance. Each time you say something against Sri Lanka, I picture what the imprint of my fist would look like on your cheek!  2. Coriander. The most dreadful taste on earth! I hate any form of coriander, seeds or leave. I even hate that smell it gives off. Not only is this about hate, coriander makes me nauseous. I dread it like I dread the plague! 3. Sweet and sour food. Pineapples and raisins do not belong in my rice! Sweet and sour fish? Sweet or sour for me. This is why I eat very little ketchup. It's too sweet. Why can't people eat spicy food for their main meals, and leave the sweet stuff for dessert! 4. Photographers. Anyone with any kind of camera who keeps taking a million and one pictures, I hate you. And not pictures of things around us, but making all of us pose and taking ten pictures of one pose! Even worse a

The younger sibling syndrome

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The Nation When I was a kid, my father told me something that ran along the lines of, “Duwa, since you are the younger one, throughout life, you will always get the smaller share.” He was talking about sharing food with my brother. Food, even when it was supposed to be divided equally, saw my brother getting a bigger share. If there was an extra chocolate, Aiya would be the one who got to enjoy it. This isn’t the only perk he enjoys as the older sibling. My brother has never been a dictator, nor has he bossed me around. There are some stories though, that make me question just how much torture a younger sibling is expected to suffer. This is one of those stories I know only because my parents love to retell it over and over again. As a toddler, I was really chubby and would spend my days in my playpen. My brother had a tricycle and was old enough to enjoy the freedom a playpen does not offer. Yet, he needed more entertainment. So he would take one of my toys, place it a few in

Another's Shoes

Have you ever walked in someone else' shoes? Literally? I have. I often wear my mothers shoes (shoes include all types of footwear!) and sometimes whatever is lying around. Once I wore a man's rubber slippers. They were huge and wearing them felt... weird. Like the slippers would come of any second, and I had to press my feet into them to not trip over. Funny thing is a few minutes into wearing them, they actually became quite comfortable. Now let's look at the not so literal walking in someone's shoes. Sometimes we fail to understand another's problems. We laugh at them and say, "Dude! I've got real issues. Just grow up." It's not fair to say this though. I mean, what are real issues? How are your issues more real than another's issues? What makes one issue real and another issue not real? I used to rarely ever fall ill. Rarely take medicine and I absolutely hate taking pills. A recent back ache left me taking pain meds two times a day. An

Maintaning Friendships

No man can live alone and throughout the journey that is life, we meet new people. Of these, those you have a lot in common with and are able to be comfortable with easily become your friends. Some friendships take time. From friendship blooms love, through the mutual understanding between two people and acceptance of the various individual differences. Friends are the people you want to spend your time with and as time passes the memories will also collect. However, some friends do not last forever. Sometimes, best friends stop being as close as they once were. You stop sharing all your secrets with them and spend less time with them. Sometimes, friends become strangers to you. Someone you knew all your life will suddenly or slowly stop being your friend. This is especially so when you realize certain characteristics that you do not agree with. As with all kinds of relationships, friends too have their various arguments and rows. There are times when these are resolved an

Lies cover disliked truth

The first lie you were ever told was by your parents. They are one of the few people who can lie without their facial expressions, giving them away. Rarely do they ever tell you about the lie either, and the truth leaves you with feelings of shock and fear. You would sometimes wonder, “How many more lies have they told me?” The lies begin with Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy. My grandmother called thunder ‘gonibilla’ and we believed it was a demon. When we were small, my brother and I would stand by our grandmother impatiently while she prepared milk toffees. She would try to shoo us away. When we wouldn’t stop bothering her, she would widen her eyes and say, “The gonibilla will get you if you don’t leave.” The lies started as stories to stop us from being a bother. They were also told to keep our imaginations alive. Yet, there were more to these lies. Lies told by our parents that are hard to forgive. Since our garden is home to a few fruit trees, we prepare fruit juic

Making the First Move

Have you watched Pride and Prejudice that came out in 2005? I think I read a version of the novel, but oh well! I can't remember. Anyway, you are more likely to have watched the movie which stars Keira Knightley and Matthew Macfadyen. (okay so just so you don't think I'm the kind of girl who remembers the actors who starred in the movie, and not the novel it self, I had to Google the above information) So back to Pride and Prejudice, Mr Darcy and Elizabeth Bennet are incredibly in love but they don't know it and finally they have a 'moment' and realize there is no use in pretending to not love each other. SPOILER ALERT! (don't tell me I didn't warn you) I'm seriously going to reveal the end of the movie/novel! Here goes. Final warning. Okay. So  Mr Darcy walks over to Mr. Bennet's study, has a long chat with him and asks his daughter's hand in marriage. It is only when Mr. Benent approves that Mr. Darcy goes over to Eli