Chilaw

I got a place that is not too far from home but it feels like I am light years away. Needless to say, my first day has proven to be quite an eventful one. 

Hope I keep up with the pace and rise to the occasion. I know it will take a great deal of hard work and patience. I'm up for the challenge. 

Now I'm about to indulge upon the most important and rare pleasures of working in this field---SLEEP!

Awake

I lie awake when the entire world is asleep. 

I take a deep breath, this is too hard to keep.

My soul is heavy, full of tears. 

I lie awake, because dreams create fears.

Fears so rough, I can't comprehend,

Is my life easiest to end?

I exist within a shell of doubt,

Doubt of losing him, the one I love.

Mine is a story, a story of love,

Love that was created from someone above.

Life with love is kind and true,

Compassion and fairness in all we do.

Can it be wrong if there is kindness and love?

Is loving a bashful thing now?

Does it have to be marked by color or race?

Is this the kind of world we have to face?

I lie awake afraid to sleep

The thought of losing someone is hard to keep.

Please hear me, my heart is pleading,

This only hurts when I'm breathing.

The plan!

"We come unbidden into this life, and if we are lucky we find a purpose beyond starvation, misery, and early death which, lest we forget, is the common lot. I grew up and I found my purpose and it was to become a physician. My intent wasn't to save the world as much as to heal myself. Few doctors will admit this, certainly not young ones, but subconsciously, in entering the profession, we must believe that ministering to others will heal our woundedness. And it can. but it can also deepen the wound."

Abraham Verghese

I found this and it carried a great meaning for me. Surviving in a world that is growing too fast for me is a struggle I face deep within. This entire week I attended sessions of what I can only describe as being a "warning" of what lies ahead. Under this facade of smiling faces I see people much like me with the same anxiousness and the same fright.

I can safely say that most chose this career, if not for better satisfaction to their parents, to satisfy one self. Is it the pride that comes with being a doctor? Or the satisfaction of a perceived previledged future? The most popular answer would be "to help people". I thought long and hard about my answer. I came to an understanding that unless I face a situation where I truly understand the value of my work, I wouldn't answer that. 

I don't know what it will be like to save someone. I recon it will feel great. But I'm more afraid of having the responsibility of ones life. Just a few days ago, a doctor at one of the sessions I attended said something that stuck with me; "if you fail to plan, you plan to fail". 

I'll do what I do, hold on tight and pretend it's a plan! 

Dying in anticipation

I never thought that coming to Sri Lanka would bring me to where I am right now. A year has thought me to take it slow, be patient and have confidence. Not an easy thing to do after all.

One year ago, I came here with the intention to complete my license exam to practice medicine. What was merely an exam turned out to be the greatest learning experience for me.

After getting through the exam it was just the matter of waiting till they called me in for internship. So I kept busy painting and drawing which had always been a passion of mine. Right now I have to put away the drawing pencils and paint brushes because I am probably just a week away from being sent to a post outside Colombo.

It has not been easy getting this far and the road ahead does not provide any comfort. With my mediocre Sinhalese speaking skills I managed to get through to speaking to patients. I have considerably improved since then.

Although the road ahead does seem terrifying, I am hoping for a great learning experience. I will soon bid farewell to my wonderfully comfortable home and take refuge in the Sri Lankan healthcare system.

I hope to keep updating as I go along. I received an email not too long ago, telling me not to stop updating my blog and that it has shown to be interesting. Thanks a lot! You know who you are!

MAKING A RECIPE BOX

Finding a personalized gift for food lovers, aspiring chefs or your mom? If she loves to cook this is a great idea for a DIY gift that is simple and easy to put together

Things you will need

Colorful papers

Hard card papers (white)

Recipes of your favorite dishes

Glue

Scissors

Ruler

Box

Double side tape

Transparent sticker paper

I chose an old phone box. It is important that the box isn’t too big and at the same time it should be made of a hard cardboard. Any box will usually work but you will find that the iphone boxes are great for this project.

Next I chose a couple of color papers and a few sheets of hard card white boards. I cut them out to A4 size so that I would be able to print on them. It is also important not to use a very thick paper because your printer might not take it

The first thing you would want to do is to get the proper dimensions of the box. Make sure to get the inside measurements so that the cards you make can fit perfectly into the box.

When you have got the measurements done you will need to make text boxes on Microsoft word to the same dimensions. Then start adding your recipes. What I did here is put the ‘ingredients’ on one side while the ‘method of cooking’ was on the back of the card.

Once you print the on the white hard cardboard, you can start cutting. Fold each card and paste a transparent sticker paper on both sides and cut out the edges neatly.

Paste the double sided tape onto the corners of the box and wrap the box in pretty much the same way you would wrap a gift. I went ahead and printed “Recipe” onto the middle of the paper. You could get creative here and add something personal like a message or a picture too.

Now you have got your self a hand-crafted personalized gift that is bound to be appreciated. You can add different categories and color code them accordingly for easier access. I had a lot of fun doing this piece! Happy Crafting!

Baby riding the front seat

It is possibly not well understood in Sri Lanka that driving with your baby in the front passenger seat is not only dangerous but also a strict offense in most other countries. I'm sure most of us remember when famous Pop star Britney Spears was photographed driving with her child in the front seat of her convertible. But I have seen this happening countless times in Sri Lanka.

Whether you are driving the latest vehicle equipped with the best life-saving airbags system, you are putting your child in harms way. 

Those parents who say their children are fussy and demand riding in the front are simply giving excuses for themselves. Of course it is easier giving in to your child than the ultimate penalty---hearing them cry. Car seats for kids have been specially designed to keep your children safely while you drive. However it is still not a "THING" in Sri Lanka. 

Such laws should not only exist in Sri Lanka but also be strictly applied. It would be quite unfortunate to hear of an accident where a child was seated in front comfortably embraced by his mother while hit by the airbag which deployed at 170-200 miles per hour.

While airbags make driving a lot safer, injuries have been reported. Serious injuries are less common, but severe or fatal injuries can occur to vehicle occupants very near an airbag or in direct contact when it deploys (such as a child sitting on the mothers lap and playing with his toys on the dashboard???).

This site is not an uncommon occurrence. You see it everyday. Infact you may be doing this already. It is time to educate ourselves. Change can start with the smallest effort.

Maybe instead of hiding in bushes, trying to catch speeding drivers, law enforcement should be directed towards these more sinister issues--- issues that are clearly visible to the naked eye. Issues that can one day save a child's life.

Devil Masks of Sri Lanka

A mask can be some kind of a language that expresses the emotion of a figure one chooses to create. It is a language anyone can understand and one that has been shown to be of great historical significance in Sri Lanka. The tradition of mask dancing or yakun natima has been, and still is, used for spiritual, religious, healing and even exorcisms.

Mesmerized by the beauty of these masks, I chose to discover the culture behind it and it surprised me how very little I knew about these dying traditions. What little I found out was enough to get me fascinated to draw one.


For those of you who don’t know, there are different types of masks used in Sri Lanka: Kolam mask, Sanni mask and the Raksha mask. The Kolam masks were mainly used for theatrical performances. Sanni masks were mainly used to treat disease. In the Sinhalese society, disease had two origins. It could be either natural or supernatural. While Ayurvedic treatments were greatly popular to heal the natural diseases, supernatural ones were put in the hands of a greater power. Dancing rituals were performed when all other methods of healing had failed. And finally the Raksha masks or Devil masks which were depicted as cobras or peacocks etc, each carrying with it a different meaning.

While these hand-crafted masks make beautiful mementos for tourists to take back home, each mask is unique. Here I drew the Mauru Raksha or the Peacock Demon and it signifies Peace, Happiness and Luck.

You can truly appreciate all the details in such a piece. I only drew this with my polychromos, but the actual mask is hand-crafted and made of wood which is later painted. The attention to detail is imperative.

Unfortunately, yakun natima is now a fading culture. The language that these masks speak and the sound of their beating drums will soon fall to deaf ears. It is therefore an immense responsibility to shed light on this beautiful tradition and give it the recognition it deserves.