01 Feb 2012
by jillinthebox90
in Home, No Expectations
Tags: 2012, Apathy, Awareness, Black, Devil #win, Doomsday, First-timers, Life in a New Land, Miserable, Pressure, Theatre, Trying Times, Youth
Twelve hours ago, I didn’t know that life could get any worse. Or that the then-present situation had the faintest probability of becoming more miserable than it already was.
Twelve hours ago, I don’t know sadness, hurt, disappointment, rage, bitterness and loyalty the way I do now.
With much gratitude to a dear friend for the title, I couldn’t have thought of anything more apt. Never had I, he nor her have thought that what happened, had the slightest possibility of happening. Of all the hardships that had come our way, it would merely be an understatement to say that this was the hardest. Looking back, the cribbing, the complaining, the cursing, all seem irrelevant now. We don’t regret what we’ve said or done, but we do regret what has happened now.
An institution governed by clergy. What more could have one asked for but compassion and moreover, their ability to keep a promise. The problem would have undoubtedly been in the non-production of an “official” statement. Nothing was neither put down on paper nor spoken of in the presence of objective witnesses.
Twelve hours later, I grew up.
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15 Mar 2011
by jillinthebox90
in Home, No Expectations
Tags: 2011, Awareness, Black, Blogging, Devil #win, Doomsday
As I log on to Twitter via Twibble – a relatively crappy application to tweet, nonetheless it serves it purpose – I realise as to how much is happening around me.
In my little world, I look out my grilled window and see the endlessness of the city of Bangalore, talking to Akki through Whatsapp she says that the world is coming to an end, and I tweet saying that she is Mayan believer and carry on with my packing.
Gaddafi, Japan and its nuclear plant, Bahrain and the stock exchange continue to flood my feed.
In the midst of all this chaos, I remember my dear old blog. I remember the blogs that I said would be written about certain persons and incidents; the travelogue. Procrastination. Ah, not a new phenomenon eh?
While writing this, I begin to be amazed as to how my mind could wonder from one to another. A hundred and one things keep flooding my brain feed and I begin to realise that there is no surprise as to why I have very low levels of concentration. Apparently, the latter is very disadvantageous in the context of being susceptible to hypnosis.
I also realise that if the mind of an average twenty year-old were to wonder in this manner, it’d be no biggie for similar minds to wonder as well. A friend of mine said the other day that the 8.3 Kanko Quake didn’t matter much to us as it was not in the vicinity. In retrospect I wonder as to why I kept quiet when she said so. The nuclear explosion’s radiation is said to reach the rest of Asia starting Philippines. Or so said the text message that I received. Manila being, approximately 4680 kilometres away, I – again – begin to wonder, is Kanko a biggie after all?
In the midst of trying to wind the post up, I start prioritising the rest of the tasks that lie ahead. Japan, Libya and Bahrain continue to flood my feed.
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29 Jan 2010
by jillinthebox90
in Home, No Expectations
Tags: 2010, Apathy, Doomsday, First-timers, Journalism, Politics, Trying Times, Work
Yet another day at work I thought. Or so I thought I wrong. Bugger. Sigh. Terrible post-election trauma and drama. And the hotel that received such disgrace. First and foremost I believe the public is at fault. This was originally supposed to come out the very next day after elections; sigh. Clearly it did not turn out that way.
In regard to the response of the people, I have heard enough and more and am clearly not in a position to elaborate more about it. Not only as it was part of my job to bother all the blokes in Chambers and other business tycoons and get their response on the apparently much disappointed results *and I try to sound impartial* but also what my poor ears were subjected to at home and workplace. Sigh. Thou shall not complain.
Scary thing was the loony boys lighting crackers down Ramanayake Road (luckily enough I managed the typical Sri Lankan girly; latha type smile and got away. What else could I have done *innocence still prevails*
) and clearly I was not a fan of the loud explosions *exaggerations* as not only did it irritate me, but it also did harm and contributed to noise pollution.
So here I am, three days after presidential elections and everything is seemingly back to normal. Despite me being at work, a majority of normal people are at home, taking it easy on a Poya day and for school kids it was pure bliss that would definitely not be missed out on.
Obviously, presidential elections 2010 was something that benefited ALL walks of life; patriot or non-patriot.
Mahinda and Hitler: Same shit different asshole – Purpleboxers
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26 Jan 2010
by jillinthebox90
in Home, No Expectations
Tags: 2010, Apathy, Doomsday, First-timers, Politics, Trying Times
The hype is dying down. And here I am without stories. Wait up. I don’t think my first sentence was accurate. The hype is not dying down. My twitter feed is been bogged down with utterly irrelevant and ridiculous election content. That’s the downside in following a local daily.
However, funny thing is that I got a call yesterday from a guy I interviewed. Was on a call with my distressed best friend. Calling him back this morning he tells me that he called to tell me to vote; my personal reminder to be exact. sigh.
Good thing is that the hype to vote would die down by 4.30pm however the thrill in getting the election results would not. Given that the EC’s gone and plunged in all these regulations – which I am not complaining about I must admit – however if things do get bad and results do get delayed, sigh. I will not go any further.
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25 Jan 2010
by jillinthebox90
in Home, No Expectations
Tags: 2010, Apathy, Blogging, Doomsday, First-timers, Journalism, Politics, Trying Times
So it’s finally here; tomorrow at least it is. The most looked forward to ‘post-war; or first post-war elections’ that Sri Lanka is to look forward to. Catch 22. No, I am not looking forward to it. It’s not as though this judgement is made given that I cannot vote, I am eligible for it, however the required lists of some sort have not been properly administered; but it’s just that the hype this has created even during dinner is just utterly inexcusable. Ghastly if I were to say.
But I must admit that work place productivity would definitely increase, tremendously if I were to add after elections are over. In my workplace, a newspaper to be precise, iPods were probably the only thing I could resort to, to get away from all the misery that encapsulated this forsaken subject of politics.
Yes, I have been apathetic towards politics since my ‘understandable’ years. However irony is that I wanted to be the president when I was four years! CBK was my role model if I were to be precise. Now I just stand no where in terms of politics. Not even on the fence. Probably in the adjoining barn.
Apart from this my main concern is how the newspaper would run the next few days. With Wednesday being declared a public and bank holiday it is going to be difficult for us to get hold of stories; given this being a financial newspaper. Well, that’s when I start doing my job as a journalist; bothering people on their mobiles on public holidays. Clearly I do not fall in to that category.
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11 Jan 2010
by jillinthebox90
in Home, No Expectations
Tags: 2010, Apathy, Black, Doomsday, First-timers, Politics, Trying Times, Women, Youth
Not something I thought I’d ever blog about; oh well, there’s a first time for everything! Since politics, politicians and their despicable behaviour are the trending topics in the arena, I thought why not. Besides, working for a financial newspaper keeps you on a safe side as well
Just a few things that crossed my mind in terms of politics. The question everyone keeps slamming me in the face with is, “It’s your first vote. Who will it be?” Sigh. This is NOT American Idol, or in a more local context Sirasa Super Star.
In my opinion I frankly don’t think that either of these blokes would bring anything that is promised. On one hand, the country might turn in to a military regime; on the other hand, it might just continue to go on as it is. As my Principal / English teacher would put it in, “between Scylla and Charybdis.” For those of you who are not too familiar with the Greek odyssey, it’s a situation where either of the alternatives in the situation is no better in comparison; both options were fatal.
Getting to the point, it’s not as though I chose to be apathetic and ignorant (yes very much!) of the situation where politics is concerned. I suppose what I’ve seen since I was little moulded me in to who I am today.
It’s funny how this should come from a girl who wanted to be the President when she was five. A girl who was CBK’s biggest, that she only went in purple three-wheelers. Sigh. Such is youth of today. Realisation is: It’s safer to be apathetic rather than being concerned (refer: JVP insurrections)
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