Revisiting old letters…………….

My sister who lives abroad told me recently that she had found an old letter I had sent her 15 years ago, just five days after I had my second son Rahel. I can’t remember how I found the time to sit down to write a letter in those busy days but   I had managed it somehow. I asked her to scan the letter and mail it to me after my sister read some extracts from it and it sounded interesting. Rahel turned 15 on October 26 and has grown up to be a not-too- troublesome boy. But he is not the angelic baby that he was when I wrote the letter.

I‘ll share some of the stuff I wrote in the letter because it made me feel really nice re-reading the stuff I had written. It also made feel nostalgic for the days when I actually wrote letters as opposed to the emails and text messages I send now.

B & R
B & R

Here’s some of what I had written in the letter dated 31.10.98.

At long last I have delivered the baby and he’s really gorgeous. He looks a lot like Bhanuka (my older son) did when he was born but much smaller and he has longer hands and feet. We brought him home yesterday afternoon and he hardly cries except when hungry. He sleeps most of the time. What a refreshing change when I think of what I went through with Bhanuka. Although I wanted to have a daughter, I always knew at the back of my mind I would have a boy and now that I have 2 boys I don’t mind it at all.”

Here’s what I had written about how the older one was reacting to the presence of a younger brother:-

Bhanuka has been acting a bit different since the brother came along. We are doing our best to pay more attention to him though it sometimes gets a bit difficult when there is an adorable infant around the house. He’s become more demanding and tries to get more attention. “

 As for what I was excepting the next year, this is what I wrote:-

“I guess I’ll be very occupied in the coming year with the baby and Bhanuka’s schooling. It’s bound to be hectic.”

And on the physical discomforts I was experiencing at the time:-

“I am still going through some pain since the (Caesarian) operation. It should be alright in 2 to 3 weeks. These days in SL, Caesarian are as common as normal child-birth.”

Rahel  -August 2013
Rahel -August 2013

Now that I have the letter with me, next is to let the boys read it and see how they react to it. Might give me some stuff for my next blog.

Do you have old letters that bring back memories and make you smile???


Why I hate hotel rooms…………………

portal-graphics-20_1158648aI hate hotel rooms. They maybe  posh, fancy, upmarket, sleek, exotic, erotic  etc. but  I’d rather curl up on my side of my own not-so- fancy bed at home with my favorite pillow, breathing in its familiar smell, letting my head nestle on it at the end of the day rather than spend a night at the poshest  hotel room anywhere in the world.

I am not exactly  that fat pocketed   that I  can afford to  stay in expensive hotels   but  having  had some such occasional  opportunities  thanks mainly  to  my  paid job (an occupational  hazard I ‘d say)  , I have realized how much I hate staying in these rooms. One such was in Dubai, in a very fancy high-rise hotel from where one had a panoramic view of the city but the room was as sterile as the city of Dubai itself. Then there were hotel rooms in  Pakistan (all five-star), India (some  five-star but some very ordinary), Denmark, Belgium, Norway, Singapore, Thailand and a few other countries, all  pretty decent places  but one common factor in all  was that I  could not wait to  get away from them to get back to my bed at home. The same for the few times I’ve stayed in hotel rooms in Sri Lanka. Nice places to spend the day in but not a night. However late I’d much rather find my way back home than stay a night in a strange room that had been  occupied by one stranger after another. Which is why the last time I was up north for five days, I cut short the trip and took a night bus from Jaffna and endured a nine-hour ride to Colombo to get home.  Most of the next day, I spent like a baby in my good old bed.


The thing with hotel rooms is how do I  know what kind of  people have slept  on the same bed as me and put their head on the same pillow that I put my head on. Its possible someone died in it or was murdered or some other unsavory or savory things happened inside the same room. The bed linen maybe clean, the towels maybe well laundered but the fact remains it’s not really mine. What other nameless, faceless individuals have used those same sheets, pillows and towels that I also use  as my own? I‘ll never know.

It’s funny but people do have an intimate relationship with their rooms, beds, pillows, towels even though they do not fall into the ‘living things” category.

So while I enjoy looking at the beautiful pictures in magazines, on television and  all the pictures that get emailed to me  about fancy and posh hotels that boast of being places akin to paradise,  my  paradise is  my room, my bed and my pillow.(Actually  it’s  not exactly my room. I share it another person so it should be our room).

You may say I’m a dreamer………………


John Lennon would have been 73 years had he lived till October 9, 2013. But he was shot dead on a New York street in December 1980 for no apparent reason.  It makes me wonder what it is about men of peace that evokes the wrath of a fellow being to want to kill them? Who would want to still the voice of a man who sang and wrote beautiful songs and advocated passionately the cause of world peace?screen-shot-2011-05-05-at-4-57-35-pm

While some of the methods adopted by Lennon to send out the message of peace such as the famous/infamous Bed-in for Peace he staged with his wife Yoko Ono   in 1969 had mixed recreation,  no one questions the power of his music. His song Imagine has come to epitomize the universal message of peace that millions of people worldwide subscribe to.

Some of the thoughts that John Lennon expressed in an interview he gave in London on May 8th 1969 to a BBC Radio-One program called ‘Scene and Heard’,   gives  an insight into what kind of man he  was and are thought-provoking. Here are some extracts: –

Interviewer:  A lot of people also feel that if everyone goes to bed and stays in bed for a week or a few days for peace, as a protest for peace, the whole country will come to a standstill.”

JOHN:        “Well, wouldn’t it be better than producing arms and bombs. Imagine if the American army stayed in bed for a week and the Vietnamese army. Or Nixon… and Chairman Mao. Imagine if the whole world stayed in bed. There’d be peace for a week and they might get to feel what it was like. The tension would be released.”

 Interviewer:        “If there was enough trouble and there was obviously going to be a war and you were asked to fight, John. Would you fight for your country?”

 JOHN:        “I wouldn’t attack, no. I’d defend myself, probably, in a situation. But I wouldn’t attack. I’m a pacifist, you know.”

 Interviewer:        “What do you want out of life most of all now, John?”

 JOHN:        “Peace, you know. Really that’s all I want.”

 Interviewer:        “If anything happened to you, how would you like people to remember you?”

 JOHN:        “As the great peaceniks.” 


 Interviewer:        “You said you don’t believe in hitting a child.”

JOHN:        “I don’t believe in hitting him to correct him. I don’t believe in corporal punishment as the answer. I can understand people think it’s the only way to deal with them ‘cuz I understand those people. I don’t think they’re right, because it doesn’t help murderers to hang them or help violent people to be violent to them. It is all they understand but… Violence begets violence, you know. And you can’t kill off all the violent people or all the murderers. We’d have to kill off the government.”

Interviewer:        “Do you take everything you do seriously?”

JOHN:        “Seriously with a pinch of salt. You know, I don’t take it too seriously because I think that’s the trouble with Art quotes, Music quotes, the Peace Movement quotes and the World quotes, you know. So I take everything with a pinch of salt. But I take life seriously, you know. The serious job of being happy.”hqdefault

Interviewer: “Do you really feel you are God?”

JOHN:        “We’re all God, you know. I mean, Christ said, the kingdom of heaven is within you. And that’s what it means, you know. And the Indians say that and the Zen people say that. It’s a basic thing of religion. We’re all God. I’m not a God or the God, not the God. But we’re all God and we’re all potentially divine and potentially evil. We all have everything within us. And the kingdom of heaven is nigh and within us, you know. And if you look hard enough you see it.”