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That Sunday

What made old uncle’s to spent six hours drinking Mendis Special (Hard Liquor Brand in Sri Lanka) watching t20 world cup cricket highlights of India chasing South African second inning score like cake walking  analyzing  lengthwise drafting  strategies  on how to get modern batting hero Virath kohli out in their own parallel universe in a doggy restaurants has one egregious reason. A reason  that erupt firecrackers in Galle face green.  A reason  made policemen to watch insanity of young men waving Sri Lankan flag disturbing commuters. A reason made people to dance few minutes with complete strangers by stopping car middle of road bumper.   A  reason for a tiny  nation to stand on their feet nervously watching  Thissara Perera hopping down to a  delivery pitching outside off stump. A reason to believe  a fairy tale ending to career of two pilarstone gentlemen in Sri Lanka cricket. A reason for same old farts to drink again and start dancing with tipsy young men in Galle face green to papare grooves. It all has one reason on that Sunday.

India v Sri Lanka - ICC World Twenty20 Bangladesh 2014 Final

This time for Sri Lanka- World T20 Champions

A country married with heap of untapped talents and uncanny ability to squander, finally found authentic reason to cheer. A game played & celebrated everywhere from paddy fields to apartments  like personal milestone or like liquid sunshine to spark our blood to embrace true meaning of unity and team work.


Crowd watching T2o world cup final on  giant screen at Galle face green catch mili seconds silence as Thissara Pereea’s come down the track , people inhale without breathing out until the flying ball cross over long on rope. It was split second silence before blow out hurricane roar to get the party kicked off . From that moment roaring fans ,dancing youth, waving flags rule Colombo roads making traffic havoc. People at home gather around televisions started roaring even more hard looking at men from Sri Lanka  sprinting to the middle of Shere Bangla National Stadium, Mirpur , Bangaladesh  to hug two warriors  Kumar Sangakara & Thisara Pereara with tears in their eyes.



Thissara Perera punching wining runs to R Ashvin

In Sri Lanka, cricket is cause for happiness & pride.  Its been 18 years since Sri Lanka pull off a miraculous win over hot favorite Australians having played as underdogs. From that day  Sri Lanka cricket transform from minnow to formidable cricketing unit. But we wasn’t able to be champions even though  consistently reaching to finals without much success.

That Sunday celebration is  opted for us long 18 years after 1996. 4 final defeats. Countless practice sessions. Infinity Mendis special bottles, thinking & arguing on strategies, comparing averages all around Sri Lanka

Soon people start parting just like the day ended ruthless war.  A country married with heap of untapped talents and uncanny ability to squander, finally found authentic reason to cheer. A game played & celebrated everywhere from paddy fields to apartments  like personal milestone or like liquid sunshine to spark our blood to embrace true meaning of unity and team work.


Grand Welcome in Colombo

The feeling of being a champion is by far the greatest trump sports fans can ever expect. Sports can tear off walls which separate people based on color, ethnicity, culture, religion by transcending true meaning of love human spirit without boundaries.

Cricket may not feed our hungry children or end corruption in Sri Lanka. But it will heal wounded hearts of 20 milling Sri Lankans around the world by terrorism, tsunami, religion, and race to stand up like one nation.

That Sunday would be forever remembered as night to cheer like champions.


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A Fathers Love

I saw him few months back in a homecoming party amid dazzling friends circled a woody oak table with a lavish Red Label whiskey almighty teasing us from the center. The first thing I saw was dead sharp eyes of  a man in his mid-thirties focusing on a digital camera to capture his little kid next to him. The angel produced a grand stand picture of a Father and son separate through an expensive whiskey bottle.  It was artistic . The interlaces  authentic view would pleasing than Thisara Perara hammering Robin Peterson nonchalantly over long on during a lost dead game in  Kandy. Pointless beauty vs rational beauty.  My mind spark from a picture of Whiskey  separating father and son.

It is hard to say whiskey separate Father and son or does the opposite. The illusionist picture would be solid authentic arguable material  like  an Indian actress Sherlyn Chopra Playboy appearance. It was hard to think she agreed to appear Playboy with no wardrobe and fire to the fuel by publicly praising youthfulness, energetic , freshness of Playboy girls. It made most Indians flattered as they struggle to digest fast food item bought from Texas highway. Will there be Indian woman wearing only cowboy hat in a front cover page to  spark youthfulness ?  For conventional South Asian this would be a dream which seems happening daylight for  Americans.  For me wearing nothing and earning six digits perk is staggeringly arguable than Aladdin lamp Ghost  in Arabian Nights.  Who cares? May be I should not argue how economy affects brain cells, its  a matter for scientists .

My heart says go and speak to the gentlemen sitting next to us. But I couldn’t buy my instinct without opening the whiskey. The sweat smell of golden liquid distilled from fermented grains mash is far more appealing. Solid material to do a case study on craving vs wisdom when selecting right thing for a man. Finally alcoholic beverage served with ice cube, soda and slices of green apple. It would be just like Legend  Winston Churchill’s sipping Red Label mix with Soda just before taking mission critical decisions some where Britain , then it was matted for Great Britain , now  it was matter to understand illusionist picture.  Even though second one looks horrible reason. I took the first drink looking at the father sitting next table. I’m ready to talk now.

 I walked up to the father and start a friendly conversation to serve my  inquisitiveness.  The father seems very humble , probably working class from government sector.He speaks slowly , tightly. Every word he speak seems  match  his dress and even with his hair cut. Finally I was able to get his name, He introduced him self as “Justin”, a cleaning labor for a Colombo cleaning office. Suddenly little fellow (kid) started speaking in English. I puzzled.  A kid speaking English is nothing  for Colombo suburb, but it was for a son of cleaning office labor. Unless you born with extraordinary skill and luck to beat the shackle, this Kid would be rare as Gem. In fact Kid was a Gem ,  Justin’s wife “seetha” working in Italy as housewife while Justin taking care of the kid. Justin want his son to taught in  best international school in country.  Its even amazing when you know Justin working every day cleaning floors of blue chip companies, while his son playing with children of those company CEO’s. The courage of this father is unmatched for anything.  Humble smile he carries throughout the conversation was simply beautiful and heartwarming.  If you can summed up disparity between Soda and Whiskey or love and anger and mix both you find Justin‘s face. It was filled with life. If challenges, Faith , love, determination mixed in a  “kottu Rotti ” Justin would be the ideal  fine dish recipe that all Colombo restaurant are looking for.  It was worth conversation to have. Some people live harsh lives to make their kids live in comfort.  Undoubtedly one of the most extraordinary people I ever met in my life.

I returned to my seat, I still can see half served Red Label front with father and son laughing out for something. Unlike previous arguable picture, I see something brazen. a limitless love of a father to a little kid through the golden liquid of Red Label whiskey is artistic, realistic. Sometime whiskey is liquid sunshine , rays of energy to live life.

Justin working every day cleaning floors of blue chip companies, while his son having company of children of those CEO’s.

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