Inversion or perversion?

Inversion or perversion?

Imagine a fluffy brown color dog...30 cm long...call him Leo the Junior

It's him that I bought a few months back when I was on 'A Girl's Day Out' in Colombo suburbs when I had no lectures at the University to attend. Only him...

I'm 22 years old now...

I brought him home and showed him to my parents...

Mom : How much did it cost?

Me : Rs. 989.00

Mom : Ohhh! What a waste!

                                             I saw both my mom and dad frown at me

Dad : That's what you do with the money that we give you! Huh?

                                    What I felt then was that a bomb is about to explode!
Me : Wait up!

           I pulled a small trigger under Leo the Junior's belly

"Haa,,,haa..haaa...haaaaaaaaaaa....
Haaaa...haaaaa...haaaaaaa.........
HAA...HAAA.....HAAAAAA...HAAAAAAAA.....
HAAAAAAAA...HAAAAAAAAAA...HAAAAAAAAA...."

I don't exactly remember who laughed so loud at that moment...Was that my Mom? Dad? Or Leo the Junior?

Two weeks later, a day came when I had to join my youngest cousin's (a 7 years old child) birthday party.

There I was in front of my mom and dad with Leo the Junior in my hands again.

Me : I'm giving him to my cousin. It'll be awesome!

Dad : What!

Mom : Are you out of your bloody mind? Stupid 'child'!

                  Now what does that mean? I was bewildered...

Mom : Give him to me! Otherwise you'll pretend that you have lost him!

Me : But Mom..., he has no mean to me...you two meant it the very first day that I brought him home... He'll make my cousin's world

Mom : No! He made our world for a while even. Switch it on!

I did...

"Haa,,,haa..haaa...haaaaaaaaaaa....
Haaaa...haaaaa...haaaaaaa.........
HAA...HAAA.....HAAAAAA...HAAAAAAAA.....
HAAAAAAAA...HAAAAAAAAAA...HAAAAAAAAA...."

The crazy little dog crawls on the floor and laughs as if he is really mad... Along with that I saw how heartily my parents did laugh.

Leo the Junior...a stuffed dog, a "doudou", he is. He is still there in my cupboard, ready to burst out with his great, crazy type laugh as he always does.

First Words on my Blog...

07.01.2011

This is the first moment in my life that I thought of using a blogspot for my own and the decision I took to do blogging would give me many rewards that I'm very sure of. Being a "New Girl in the Blog City" I hope my thoughts would give the "others" a chance to see "me" through "my own eyes". And at the same moment, I "see" you.

My first thanks in creating my blog spot go to my parents and then to people who are very close to me. Then special thanks goes to my junior University colleague who gave me the idea of stepping towards the door of the "blogspot". Unfortunately, I can't remember your name.Still, I'm thankful to you! 

Cheers to me!!!

08.01.2011

It's for the first time in my life that I heard a person having a dream to have "Ants" (which don't sting) around during a picnic! One of my friends explained her dreams to us yesterday when we got together for a little chat. She, my friend, who lives in Colombo, wants to fly a kite, ride a bicycle in a village, run across a paddyfield, see stars at night having popcorns at her hands' reach, take a bath in a lake, go on a journey by a train and have a Unicorn...SOMEDAY in her life...

When we heard her, what we did was laughing out aloud. But, I sensed and got convinced of many things. There's nothing funny in her words. It's just her own mind. It might seem "Really Idiotic", but I saw a "CHILD" that never dies. It's true that every person is "A CHILD AT HEART"! I was not surprised to see her longing to see herself experiencing her dreams in real life. If she gets a horse, she'll begin to think that it's Unicorn even in her dreams.

I think she wants to run across a paddyfield and ride a bicycle in the countryside maybe because she is living in the capital; have a Unicorn and fly a kite because she wants freedom to fly into far away places and see the unknown world; see stars because she is not one who sees the whole world sitting up there in the blue azure and feel the sweetness and salty taste of popcorns or either of the world she has never seen; wants to have a bath in a lake again because she is stucked up in Colombo plus because she knows not from where that water drops springs from with all it's smothering touch; she better travel in the train sitting on the staircase of the train putting the legs out into the wind and swinging them... Yet, what I'm puzzled of is having "Ants" during a picnic! Wonder why "Ants" are so special on such an occasion! Even she doesn't know why she needs those tiny, nice creatures around!

What if I can find the real and honest reasons for her dreams! I'll be excited to identify a great child! A 22 years old girl child! Some questions have no answers...no point of searching for them...

Anyway, I wish "May you realize your dreams someday!" Aim at the moon, you'll at least perch on a tree top....