Monday, June 24, 2013
End of an Era - Leo Club of Moratuwa Orient.... 10 years and counting...
From the start we were outspoken, weird, not-normal, annoying (to other clubs) and ofcourse overflowing levels of creativity and irritating levels of self confidence. Whats so special? We had chemistry... Apart from the mutual weirdness we had a connection ! (not in a physical attractive way ewww) but in a way that we got each other, we had each others back, we supported each other and at some difficult points in our lives we were each others persons. All of us during our stay at the club did things that we never dreamt of doing. Dancing and singing in public are just two things. Maybe its doing things we are terrified of doing with a bunch of friends made us feel closer towards each other or maybe because we all went through same emotional rollercoaster everyday. We all had to face some of the most stressful exams in our life (ALs to Degree), we got scolded from homes for singing carols late nights, we fell in love, we fell out of love, we had long standing crushes (except for Rehan ofcourse), we started our first job, we lost loved ones and the list goes on.. There were times we hated each other mutually, we had our fights, arguments, disagreements, yellings. Then suddenly Chathu comes with extra make up to a meeting so we all bug her and forget why we all hated each other, Then we all scold Milanka or Dayan whose always late for dancing practices and he comes with food for everyone, then he becomes top one. We fight and fight before going carolling, then we get treated badly, we all get upset buy koththu, come to one house eat and sing baila till dawn. When we hug each other before going home we wonder, ok why did we fight? we had our times, good and bad.. best to worst... we had our moments.
During the past 10 years this club had helped us become, Mothers, Fathers, Bankers, Air force Officers, Pilots, Engineers, Marketeers, Stock Brockers, Teachers, Lecturers, Entrepreneurs, Psychologists and the list goes on... a bunch of great friends and mostly extraordinary human beings... The best part of our chemistry is, even we don’t meet often, keep in touch since most of us are abroad, we know that one fine day if we accidentally bump into each other, we can hug with warmth and laugh from our hearts to catch up from where we left years before... and no matter what these bunch of people will always be close because that was one hell of an era in our lives which made us smile... no matter what life brings on, these bunch of people will always be reserved 'special' in our hearts...
During the stay of Leo Club of Moratuwa Orient we all had at least one birthday celebrated together which was organized as a surprise (most of them were screwed halfway), had at least one reassuring hug from someone who comforted us, we all had at least one crush within us which didn’t work, hated someone enough to kill (literally), we all have lost a friend, found a best friend, had some of the moments that we know would never forget...
Cheers to all of us at Leo Club of Moratuwa Orient, For all the hatred, and love Friendship and good times Surprise (or not) birthdays and cakes Spoilt dancing and off key singing practices Moments unforgettable...
Cheers to Us Who kept Leo Club of Moratuwa Orient going for 10 years...
Good Bye & Good Luck Leo Club of Moratuwa Orient, 10 years and counting....
Hope the new era will have more chemistry, more love and more fights for the new team to keep the flame going...
Monday, May 6, 2013
Major Turn Off’s for a Candidate at a job interview…. from a Interviewee point of view
Thursday, February 7, 2013
6 months as a District President..... a Roller Coaster Ride :D
Acting with impulse and going with instincts has always been my thing.
WHY on earth did I agree to be the District President, I question myself, even today. Before I did, I took a piece of paper wrote down the pro’s and con’s – Con’s were soo many… Pro’s – just one… my team, and pro’s overlapped cons with a huge gap…
One thing I forgot… if the only strength I had fell apart what would be my strength? Sometimes your weakness becomes your strength, and sometimes your strength becomes your weakness…
Anyone thinks that becoming a district president is crazy when the Leo movement is trampling down?, yes totally…
but a mistake? Definitely not… for so many reasons . !!
It helps you grow; a LOT… Gives you perspective… all those quotes by famous people become reality…
“One of the best protections against disappointment is to have a lot going on.”
Friends disappoint you is the fact, but when they let you down so bad, u have to fight with the little bit of faith u’ve left in yourself to climb back up…at the start u have a BIG team, some disappear, some let u down, some joined in, some surprise u, some help u, some stand right beside u when some just leave…and sometimes “some”come back :)
When ur too busy working with the ones who are with u, u don’t have time for the ones who left ;)
2. This few months have been like a carnival ride filled with good Surprises - People surprise you, yes in good ways. Sometimes they prove all the theories wrong and help you and stand beside you and never forget to put a smile on your stressful face… :P
Sometimes u just have to… close ur eyes and enjoy the ride…
3. “Being responsible sometimes means pissing people off.”
There are two ways to be happy. Improve ur reality and lower your expectations. People pass balls all the time...U can’t expect people to have the same dedication as u, at the end of the day the ball will always be in your court…It’s like running your own business, you are responsible no matter what happens….
If people can pass their own balls, believe me they will do it too :P
4. Someone said “Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far.” Not in my case.
One person calling you 23 times during a day, calling ten times to ask the same question, message 15 times per day. U still need to keep your calm and answer with same tone and the same smile over and over…
What works for me speak the truth always…. Stick? Well use it no point just carrying it unless u cant hammer someone with it right ;)
5. “Why is patience so important?"
"Because it makes us pay attention.”
people don’t answer calls, they don’t bother to call back. They are 24/7 online, they know u can see but still… u cant take things personally. Need to understand that priority levels of people are different, so do levels of integrities.
If u don’t get that u have a huge price to pay.. for all the broken furniture u hammered everytime u lost patience :P
6. “When you decide to hit rock bottom, humiliation is part of the deal.”
Face the worst case scenario with a smile– “promises are meant to be broken” people promise things but rarely deliver. Don’t bother excusing themselves and never turn up. When you are questioned from higher levels, you need to be graceful enough to save their backs, answer for them and take the blame totally on you. Because it’s your district, and you are answerable for your team no matter what…
7. “Tact is the art of making a point without making an enemy. “
People will give you targets, give you suggestions, offer advice. Understand your role, sometimes its all about listening, sometimes its about convincing others to do what is best and sometimes influencing others to do what needs to be done.
And sometimes it means saying “shut the hell up” in a polite way
8. Attitude – is everything… There are times you lose confidence and sanity. Times you feel as if everything is going to fail, times you just need to have that “positive” attitude for the sake of few people who believe in you and who believe that things are going to work… :)
Plus its good for your health :P
“As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.”
Becoming the District President? There are times I hit my face on the floor, there are times it put a smile on my face, and there are times I wanted to shoot myself….
But… do I regret it? Not one single day…
Be sincere, worked so far and always will…
6 months gone and 6 months more to go and enjoying every day of this Leoistic year, believing in people around me, trusting my ability, having faith in my team… awaiting a lot of shocks and surprises…

I still hope, by end of the year I can still say my tagline out loud “winners make it happen”
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
To all memories of 9,10 & 11 A.... :)

Leaving grade 8 to 9 was scary... passing the most careless age of 13 (as all adults say) we had to go to a class where we would be stuck for 3 years... We prayed, we hoped, we wished that we would get selected with our friends so we wont be alone...
I still remember how a tall and pretty class teacher came by to 9 A. She was staring wide eyed at all of us not knowing how to calm down a loud chattering noise... The class was 9 A, the greatest spot in the section with a long corridor, staff room way too far... the windy balcony which was next to Bodhiya... Class teacher was Anurika de Silva, tall, beautiful and graceful... We heard she was new and someone said “miss aluthen awith thiyenne, English lit karanne, maara sarai lu...” it was her first class at Visakha.... Our class had it all... the dancing bajar, the most beautiful voices... the crazy bunch, the brainy bunch and the “ice” bunch... It was a combo of all physiques and personalities just like a sweet sour pot of soup...
We had no choice, but to get to know each other and to blend with everyone, we all wanted to because we knew that for better or for worse the 49 of us are going to be stuck for 3 good years to come... Anurika miss was “sarai” alright, she was unique to the core... No ass kissing was allowed in class, she had no favourites, she hated plastic flowers on her table... so we had to work hard, really really hard to impress her... Soon everyone started getting friendly with each other and since grade 9 was the start the adulthood of school life everything soon followed... committees, dramas, all respective “days” in school... and well our respective crushes... Olcott was the most favourite...
Soon we had our own little clicks, fights, likes, dislikes... and the fun crazy times... the corridor was a super place to chat in the morning and mostly to dance around when it started to rain... the madness in mornings with trying to keep a clean class to get a genuine compliment from anurika miss... horeng eating during mornings in class and getting caught to chandani miss almost everyday... I still don’t know how she sensed it while writing on the board... Imitating teachers during free periods, mostly during commerce since we had it free for as long as i could remember....
Despite all differences we had we had our backs everyday, passing notes, passing the very few “sithiyam poth” we had when the teacher goes around the class since no one brought it... Getting blasted by 3K almost every week was like our doze of medicine... Soon we all became good friends and limited our fights only during sportsmeet and house events, well i think Pulimood overruled our class since we had most of them and some of us liked pulimood for different reasons :P
Class trips were the best trips we had all 3 times and specially the one at Kotmale for many reasons :P Time flew... soon we were in 11 A... stressed and sad by the last term not wanting to leave our dearest miss and the friends we made... BUT we had one last fight im sure all of us remember before Anurika miss’s birthday...
The corner row vs middle row, the middle row was too strong... i cant remember exactly what it was but miss’s birthday cake was one main topic... we yelled screamed and Udathari scolded us full kaddeng :P when one of us in corner row were like “mokakda machang e kiyanne?” and the next day to take revenge from the middle row the corner row ate the birthday cake ALONE....Yes and the next day we got blaaaasted from miss... (just wanted to write my favourite memory :P)
After 3 years, we were tamed, less kiddish and a little grown up... and we were selected as the best class in the section...
and today when i look back after 12 years i feel blessed to be a part of 9,10 and 11 A... to be trained under the best teacher ever who taught us LIFE more than just English... to be among 48 great friends who I’ve shared my most memorable years with...
Most of all i thank my destiny for showing me the path to have the greatest best friends ever... who still and always be the best part in my life... Indi, Hosh, Pachi and Nips....
And looking back i owe it all to 9,10 and 11 A... for making me the person who i am today....
12 years ago we said “ 49 strangers have to become friends for better or for worse...”
And 12 years later....
We say “The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart...”
Cheers to many more years of friendship.... for better or for worse... :)
Dedicated to 9,10,11 A and Anurika miss...
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Saturday, April 14, 2012
its all about being yourself....
There are 6 billion people in this world, some can sing, some want to sing, some can dance, some want to dance, some can act, some are just dreamers.... Some follow footsteps of a great legend, some run behind power to be powerful, some get lost in competition, some end up being wanna be s...
not everyone can be themselves, to be honest, talk to themselves deep within to know what it feels deep within... There are people who try to reach out for others, touch lives and hearts... but not knowing to reach the depth of their own soul... lost in the middle of nowhere not knowing what to say... Sub consciousness opens up the door to your soul sometimes... to make u reach that place which is beyond honesty... Honesty they say is the best policy, but how can you expect people to be honest when even u cant be honest with yourself sometimes... People have benchmarks in life, standards, measurements... Achievements, characters, values... to judge, to perceive to retreat, to live...
It is easy to be somebody... its easy to be nobody... which is hard is to be yourself... to do what you do best... to know what you feel, it is easy to be honest about others... which is difficult is to be honest with yourself.... to fight with yourself for what you believe for what you love... in a world of 6 billion people who try to be somebody... the hardest thing is to be yourself.. to fight to be you and not anybody else is the hardest battle... and the only battle which wont stop till you die....