School life
is the most perfect life for anyone. This is the time to have fun and love
life. No should ever actually regret coming to school. There are times though,
when school seems to be hell! When everything seems to turn against you. When
there seems to be no hope. When you just lose your temper at the wrong person,
at the wrong time. Life has its way of making you experience things. Sometimes
the way it makes you experience them makes you think that life is your enemy,
not your friend. I’ve experience many of these experiences in my short life of
sixteen years. Many of which I look back at now and laugh.
What
happened yesterday though, was the worst I’ve ever had.
It was
pretty much a bad morning when I woke up at 4 a.m. It wasn’t a normal day. The
wind was howling outside my window. The trees seemed to cry. The whole house
seemed to shake every time thunder struck. Every five minutes there was a flash
of light outside the window and five seconds later the sound of thunder was
heard.”I think Thor is angry. Otherwise why does he use his thunder hammer in
vain?” I felt very sleep. My thoughts seemed to go everywhere. I thought” Why I
wasn’t a superhero? Why Gerald Marley’s last name had to be Hopkins? Why did
I’ve to wake up this early?”
My body
seem to say “Darling go back to sleep.” But my brain kept saying “Get up idiot
study geography.”
Even though
my brain was pretty rude I just agreed with him. “Today I’ve my geography
exam!” I screamed. All of a sudden the whole world seems to fall apart. I hate
geography. I detest it. I wish life gave me better things to study. Who cared
about animal biodiversity? Of course my teacher Sir Alex cared but I don’t.
After a
while I came back to planet Earth, after a long session of cursing geography. I
hurried out of bed and got hold of my geography book. I started chanting the
words in the book as if it was ancient mantra. After at least two minutes of
chanting I tried to remember what I just studied but nothing seemed to come
out. I kept on saying ‘keep calm and carry on’, keep calm and carry on’. It
just doesn’t seem to happen. I’ve never ever understood how to study geography.
This latitude, that longitude it kept on saying and I only saw horizontal and
vertical lines on a Sri Lankan map.
Time passed
this way. I put the book down. It’s time for school. Time to dread life. At
eight on the dot a fat booklet of papers was put in front of me. “What a waste
of trees” I thought. Geography speaks of saving trees but the teacher himself
is wasting it. Time passed as if by magic. Time to give the paper back. I have
answered it as much as I can. With whatever my brain said I filled the paper.
At least I know my body seemed to listen to my brain. That is quite an
achievement. I did my best. I studied to bits. I almost died on that paper.
Even though I’m still alive my hands seem numb, my brain seem to stop. I’ve
fainted. I feel as if I have had a brain wash. I kept calm and carried on.
That’s what life gave me in a silver platter. I actually don’t regret it. I
feel as if life had taken revenge for some vicious crime in my past life. At
least I’m proud to be living to tell it to another person so he or she could be
ready for it.
Exams are
over. Yea……………. No stop it I now have to do my O/L’s. No…. I’m not crying, I’m
laughing. I have not gone crazy but I am really not able to see how fast I’ve
grown. I’m 16 and it seems like few months age the war ended and I was 12. As I
said little more post coming out this month or the next two. I’ll start writing
again in June nonstop, I promise………………the New Zealand tour is coming up for all
the cricket loving Sri Lankans, I hope you are planning to watch it since the
Sri Lankan cricket outfits changing J IPL is coming and no Sri Lankan is
allowed to play or go to Tamil Nadu or Chennai – curse her I mean she is
destroying the Sri Lanka, India relationship.
2600 years
ago the Lord Buddha, then Prince Siddhartha was born to the Sakya clan in the
magical land called India. This is where the people first started learning
discipline, where people began building a modern life, where people loved and
helped each other. This was way before Mahatma Gandhi or the British. This was
the great land’s “golden age” when it flourished beyond the people’s
expectance. According to the legend a massive earthquake made a piece of the
Kerala state of India drift towards the Bay of Bengal. This little land was
full of worrier tribes a land full of
wonders, a true paradise. This island was later on known for its rich tea and
rice cultivations and worrier kings. Yes, I’m talking of Sri Lanka a land with
a true identity, a land with a great heritage, culture and hospitality.
In 2009 Sri
Lanka ended a 30 year long civil war. This war has left us scared and wanting
for a better future. We all wanted a future with hope, light and harmony. We
were sick of blood and the friction that was between the Tamils and the
Sinhalese. What we wanted was brotherhood. A land filled with love and
hospitality. We wanted our blood filled past to be forgotten; we wanted to move
on with life like any free country. We didn’t want races and religions to make
gaps in our community. We technically wanted the whole country to act as one
and not as an individual group or sector.
I was born
to a country which had everything, from cold weather to warm but what we didn’t
have at that time was freedom. My mother and so many millions of mothers were
unsure if their child, husband or sister would come back from work or school in
one piece. There were so many stories where the husband or child who went to
school or work came back in a closed coffin. The news on the television or
radio was filled with stories of deaths and newspapers full of the pictures of
those who lost their lives. It was a terror; I myself have suffered and feared
what would become of the future. Every time the news reporter said “here is
news just in” I would run to the TV to see what had happened. To me everything
seemed so scary, the news always said there was a bomb somewhere and I would
call my mom to ask whether my Dad was at home and if everything was alright.
Others countries don’t understand what we have been through. I was just 12
years when the war ended and the relief I felt was shocking. I actually feared
every minute of my life. I once thought I would join the navy because I wanted
to finish this war. I thought I might be the next victim or maybe someone I
love and this made life hard for me. My parents stopped sending me to classes
far away from home; they forced me to be inside the house no matter what.
Everyday there was news that someone died here or there and I became so
familiar to blood and death that I doubted if I was human. I detested Earth and
what’s happening. To my little brain having a Tamil friend meant friendship but
to his family it meant dishonor. I remember my friend had to leave Sri Lanka
because she was Tamil and the LTTE forced them out of their ancestral home in
Jaffna. I still could see her tear stained face when she said good bye to me
forever. I have always been afraid of the camera flasher because I remember the
sound and light of the bullets when the LTTE came to bomb the Kalanitissa
electricity board. Is this not suffering? Just imagine what the people in the
war areas felt? I think what the international interference does is making
unwanted problems. They don’t understand what we have been through. What is
gone is gone. why do they need to dig out things that never happened? Just
because they dig these up it doesn’t mean it could give life to the millions of
Sri Lankan soldiers who died for our freedom. So just forget the past what
happened and what did not and help Sri Lanka make a better future for our next
generations. I don’t want my children to go through another war. If you want to
help us United Nations, help us rebuild our nation, not destroy it. This means
you too Mrs.Jayalalitha Jayaram!!!!! Let your voices be heard Sri Lankans we
don’t want to redo our mistakes. Please share your stories on “My Veiw on Sri
Lanka” and help strengthen Sri Lanka even in this small scale.
Wow it was hard to get here............First I'll like to Mention my two friends who helped me patiently to create this blog. It was : Ashendra Hidaramani and Nushan Hewage. They were very very patiently helping me as I'm pretty new to the world wide web. Without these two patient gentlemen this blog would never be existing. I hope to do them all good in this blog. I would like to help as may people as I can from this blog, I know, I can't change the world with this little Blog of mine but I'm sure going to change Sri Lanka. Not that this is a very small aim and its said that all "big things start from something small" but
one of my favorite teachers at school said "Think Big"and I believe this.
I'm starting my O/L's this May so I wouldn't be posting much but I hope that the little bit I post might even change your life. If I'm to tell you one thing about me I'm very Sri Lankan- I love Sri Lanka and I believe all Sri Lankans must. This is one reason why I named my Blog My View on Sri Lanka because as a Sri Lankan everyone has to have their own views. I also have to tell you that I'm not a perfect writer and I have my grammar errors and my spellings but I believe no matter what, what really matters is what I write and with what intentions I write with and what you get from it.
I hope that my writing, as in what I write would make a difference in you and I know that my views of life wouldn't be the same as yours but what matters is that we express ourselves, we teach each other where we are wrong and where we are right. This Way we could try and make Sri Lanka and even the whole universe a better place to live in.....................
As I my teacher said before, the best way to achieve your dreams is to Think Big but with this comes RESPONSIBILITY he said and not only that he said we need to WORK HARD. I believe this. So to conclude since I don't want my first post to be huge.......... Life has it's ups and downs and it is us humans who can live through them and talk about our experiences. We have to learn from each other.Set an example, a path another can fellow and learn from our mistakes. This is life. I'm just 16 years old now and I have a long life in front of me and I know you do to.....................so lets start changing what we can in this world and live our lives to the fullest. For we are the sum of our experiences and let us do what we can before time runs out and we regret that we didn't do anything. Just remember those who say this world is cruel are those who couldn't stand up and face this cruelness. So let us be the people who are going to live our lives and make everyone know that there is no such thing called the cruel world. With Lots of love.......................I hope you enjoyed my first post. ---------------------Janathri Weeratunga----------------
Hey guys I have started a new instagram page especially for the blog. I'll be posting frequently there as there are some technical issues with the blog. Reveiws and fan fics will be posted on instagram every week... they will be short and sweet (i hope��). Will be posting longer posts on the blog too so no worries about that❤️ My insta account is life_as_a_sri_lankan
See you guys there❤️
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I am Janathri Weeratunga and I am a 1st year Law College student. I just finished my LLB under the University of London International Programmes. So this blog is my hobby and my part time job (sort of). I started this blog way back when I was doing my O/Ls so that I can get a place where I can practice my writing skills. However with time and my 100% obsession on dramas I converted my darling blog into a drama review blog.