Strangers in Spring

Thursday, 14th May 2015, at midnight,

그녀의 생일에, 김률화 

I was just a nobody
Stepping into the 'Land of opportunity'
On a cold New Year's Eve
With a million adventures in mind

Along came Elsa
From the 'Land of the Morning Calm'
Wearing a blue winter coat
On a cold snowy day

She likes to go sledding
And crash down the hill
Or play with snow balls
Even with a stranger

When things got boring
Burrito bowl at Chipotle
Was her first dinner date
Even with a stranger

I've never known a girl
Who plays billiard that well
Why so serious?
Even with a stranger

With a strange looking racket
She loves to play ping pong
It's not nice to keep winning
Even with a stranger

Coffee at Starbucks
Is a her favourite drink
Is it the best way?
To spend time with a stranger

Dancing and Movies
Are all in her blood
Why should it be?
Always with a stranger

I've never known a princess
Who'd sacrifice her time
Just to show kindness
Even to a stranger

What amazes me most
Is her two sparkling eyes
And her never ending smile
Would faint a stranger

I am the stranger
Who will admire her forever
Now that I know
I am no longer a stranger

It's been the best season
With a million adventures
And the memories you carved
I will cherish forever

You'll always be the one
Best person I've met
And I'll never ever find
Another Elsa around

I promise you today
That there'll always be a day
To have that last coffee
With a stranger someday

-Universal Vishwa

How to Drive a Groom's Car

Thursday, 13th September 2012, just after 3.00 pm,

Yet again, it's another Wedding...
I was so happy to take care of the Wedding Mass when one of my Best Ever Sister's Iyesha asked me to look into it. I even took a holiday no matter how much work I had. During the last few months I felt like it was my wedding. Because this sister is truely an invaluable part of my life. And it will always be that way!

As I promised, I was hanging around the church since afternoon monitoring all the preparations happening in and around the church. All the flower arrangements, choir and bla bla bla....
About 15 minutes ago,
Everything is now ready and I've prepared everything leaving nothing to anyone, not even to me. A big white Premio with charm decorations enters through the opened gates of the church. Finally there she is! I can hardly see the face through the shutters, so couldn't predict what my sis was wearing for the wedding.
Aha.... Just as I wished, a White dress with the net like thing on the face. A Beauty so Charming and Gorgeous, "The Perfect Bride". I'm pretty sure that no one would ever wanna take their eyes off her when you see her in that dress. Anyway, Just thought about noting down what I felt when I saw my Sis in her Wedding dress.

But, I feel that something is missing... Hmmm.... Let me see...
Oh my God! Where the hell on earth is the Groom? Grooms are always late it seems! :-P
Finally after a few minutes a white Allion entered the other gate of the church. Thank God it's him. Everything is now perfectly ready and the Wedding mass has just started...
I was at the back of the church, when some man in the church came to me asked,
"Would you mind taking that car out of the way, please?"
My goodness! It's the Groom's car! The Allion! How the hell am I gonna ask him to do that?
Keeping my fingers crossed I went around the church and signaled him to pass the keys? ;-)
Anyway, I've never stepped onto one of those before. So this is my only chance ride one! ;-) Huh!
He passes me a little box like thing. But,..... aaaaaaarrr what the heck!, it's not the key. It's just the key tag. What am I supposed to do with that? So puzzled! Can't ask him what to do with it in such a big day.

Since I too don't wanna get embarrassed in front of others, I decided I'll just explore it myself and started to walk to the car step-by-step carefully. Who knows it might shout back with a burglar alarm to chase me away. No problems with that. No intruder alarms activated. And I was able to unlock the doors with that key tag. I don't see any other use in that.
Opened the drivers door and sat on the drivers seat. It feels so comfortable. May be because it's an Allion. But, at that moment it was like an Alien to me. Okay...
Now how am I gonna start this thing? No keys to start. Okay, let see. I was looking here and there and finally found a Button with "Start". Aha.... Gotcha! I pressed it and it started with no sound! So cool, huh! ;-)
By that time I was feeling a little sweaty. Started driving it... But my journey ended after about 75 meters. :-( It was such a cool car! And I've never seen anything more comfortable than that. May be because I've been driving crappy old jeeps and old Toyota vans my entire life. Believe me it was like sleeping on a velvet bed.

Finally destination reached successfully with minimal embarrassment. Now the question is how am I gonna stop this thing? How am I gonna stop the engine? Yet again, I started looking for a clue and found a small "Stop" word. Bingo! Bingo! Go back to Sleep Allion!
Phew! That was close. And I'm out of here... 

It was such a moment to me. A memorable moment in my life. More importantly, 

"The day I drove a Groom's key-less car on my Best Sister's Wedding day" 

So, this post is specially written to my "Iyesha akka" and her husband "Wasantha aiya". Your little brother wishing you a very Happy life ahead with Love and all the blessings.

-Universal Vishwa

Wedding Clashes

Saturday, 3rd December 2011 at 8:53 am,

It's been a very long time since since I've left school, more than 7 and half years. And I'm about to go for a wedding of a very good friend of mine Uchitha Jayawickrama, who I've never met ever since I left school. He is a special friend of course and it's always a blessing to have friends like that. This post is about his wedding day which might be more memorable to me more than him.
Here goes....

Just after another hard working week, Yupee!!! It's Saturday, a Holiday to rest. But, not for me. Mum shouts out to wake me up (8:37 am) earlier than usual, to make me get ready to go for the wedding Mass. The mass was at 8.45 am. 'am' means morning! Who on earth wants to go so early in the morning for a wedding. Damn you UJ! I was so reluctant to get off my bed, yet got ready in a hurry and set off to the church expecting to be there a little late.

Came out of home to get in the van. Oh my goodness!!! It's all messed up with dirt! Tried to give it car wash and got my self spilled up with water on my trouser and coat :P Gave it up and took the dirty van out of the house and started driving.
Wait a minute....
"Where is the church???..." :P Luckily I had the invitation card with me. Opened up the card and checked the name of the church. It says, "Fatima Church, Maradana" All right! The first thing I want to do is get to Maradana ASAP! Then ask someone the directions. There you go, 'Piece of cake, huh!

Time 9:12 am. After driving all the way to Maradana, I stopped by the road and asked a man who was standing out doing nothing. He could hardly speak Sinhalese, but could manage a few words. According to him, I've come a long way passing the church. Damn.... Now I have to go back again. So I took a u-turn and set off.

Finally, after driving for another 7 minutes I'm at the church. Aha... There you go... I've found the place, wedding car parked right in front of the church. Phew.. I was feeling a little shame to go inside because I'm late. But, I went in from the front door... No more trouble what so ever.

I've already missed the gospel readings and sermon. It's been about ten twelve minutes while I was wondering.... Uchitha really has grown few inches taller than those days. Also a little fat now. People does change a lot with time yaar.... But, aaaaaar his hair looks different too. Can that be possible? So I thought of having a closer look.
Oh my God!
What comes to your mind is right!!!!!!!!
It's not Uchitha! Then who's this freak getting married? Damn me!!! Where on earth am I?
Then, my eye suddenly caught up the name in the hymn sheet. It says "Daniel and Jane" :D. I just slipped out of the church unnoticed and rushed to the van. Made a phone call to Chandana aiya and found out the real directions.

Finally after Finally, after another 10 minutes I was able to get to the correct church. This time I went in from the back door so that I see the couple's face first. Just to make sure I don't fall in the same trap again. This time it was him for sure. Phew... That was close.
Hopefully, the mass was only half way done, and could mark my attendance on time.

So that's how I went to Uchitha's wedding which was a memorable day for him and me, but for me in a different way. So I would like to dedicate this post to,

Uchitha and his beloved wife Maheshi wishing both of you, a Happy Wedded Life...

Universal Vishwa

Back to School for 30 minutes

Friday, 5th February 2010,
Time 1:19 pm to 1:49 pm

I was having a hard time without a text book at Sunday school during the last few weeks. So yesterday, I was able to find some time to go back to my school, my Alma mater (St. Joseph's College) to get it. This post is about the thoughts that went through my mind during that 30 minutes.


It's been about 6 years now since I left school (April 2004). Time is exactly 1:19 pm when I entered the gate and came out at 1.49 pm. Just as I enter the gate I thought that things would look the same as in the past. But, unfortunately I was wrong.... Just as I try to pass the security zone, it's like entering a High security zone, where I had to get a n ID card and fill out a form as well. Ohh... Gosh! That's crazy. Rules seemed to have become very strict, seems like not even a fly could enter the area without a pass.

Somehow I sneaked in and just went around the premises to see the surroundings. Many things have changed..... Almost everything! except the staff rooms. :D

Environment seemed to have dried up and no grass in quadrangles at all. Quadrangles were like deserts... But, the small trees which we used to play 'Gus maaru' have grown big, just like us. I straight away went to the staff room to find Pius Sir. Along the way while I was passing the classrooms, I saw some of my old great teachers at some classes teaching the last few minutes of the day. When I left school, they had black dark hair, but now..... It has come gray or white and some of them have lost their hair completely. It was a nice feeling to have a walk on those corridors. Old wonderful memories of all sorts of crazy things we did, were going through my mind on every step I take. (Places where I was punished-kneeling down for hours, playing 1-bump in class rooms, hide-outs, everything!)

I had to wait till the end of days academic work to meet Pius sir. Until that time I went to the canteen to have a snack... During our days, on the way to the main canteen there was a danger zone where we had to pass a dog cage. Fortunately it has disappeared. Some canteens have changed their places and have become modernized. The staff at canteens were the same as in the past, except that they have grown old.

While I was walking along, I saw that some of buildings have disappeared and new tall ones have come up. Seems odd to me. And some of them seemed like old ruins. Not painted for years.... Also I behaved just like the way I used to be (According to my rituals in the past-washrooms, drinking water taps etc.), going to some places doing all the stupid stuff like in the past... :D

Suddenly, the final bell rang, it was just like the old days for me. I was watching everyone rushing to class rooms, picking up books and getting ready for the final prayer. Everything wonderful and precious. What a moment!
The prayer ended and I was waiting near the staff room. Some of the teachers recognized me at a glance and I had a small chat with them. I was very glad to have a word with them. (Everyone asked the same set of questions, except my name) It was very nice to see that they are still there, doing their invaluable service to make lives better of many generations.

Finally, I got what I wanted. But, upto now I missed out one special place where I was sometimes afraid to go because it was always dark (because they don't turn on the lights all day). But it's the most sacred place in the entire school - The Church. I entered the church from that unique door which I always enter in the past (out of the 24 doors) and sat down on my favorite same old seat, prayed for few minutes. Church was also full of crazy memories, even though it is sacred.

Somehow, time has come to go back!
So I decided to leave this Wonderful Dreamland which gave me the chance to live back 30 minutes of school life.

- Universal Vishwa

The Perfect end for a Horrible semester....

It was a Friday and thus, I had to wait about two weeks to see these horrible days full of exams come to an end. All in all, the last subject was also very bitter to me, "Communications Theory". Yuk! I performed very very badly, I'm sure (less than 40%). Somehow, it ended at last!


As soon as I came out, two friends (Anuvinda and Lucky) came out asking me join them to watch the movie "Avatar". That was the forth invitation I got. I was very happy to join them. I had to attend an urgent matter. But I arrived very early before all of them at the cinema. So I went to Liberty Plaza for Shopping.... Actually it's "Window Shopping" :D to past my my time. While I was just wasting my time at Liberty Plaza, I realized that I'm not the only one going shopping when I met few more of my batch mates doing the same thing as I (A, L S and S). Infact 'L' was looking for a Rolex watch... :D There also I had a great time alone and with them walking around fooling around....

After a while we went in to get the tickets. I just went in and sat. There was about 20+ from our university ready to enjoy Avatar. Wow! That was really nice..... The movie itself was also very nice. I really love that type of films full of Siraa realistic animations and fanzy colours.

Then the movie was over and I was getting ready to go home. Then, there was another opportunity to have some fun when Ganganath asked me to join them to go to the beach. I was thrilled! I joined them without any hesitation. We went to the Mt. Lavinia beach. We also had an Ice cream on the way to the beach. Even though it is dark and not good to go for a sea-bath, still almost all of them had a sea-bath in the dark. Also played some "Gudu gudu" game (something similar to kabadi). I too was enjoying their company until 7.45 pm before I left the beach to go home.

That's how the last day of Level 4 semester 1 of my degree program ended with Joy, Happiness and Entertainment with A whole bunch of Wonderful Memories after having a horrible start...

-Universal Vishwa

A Glance back at University Life

It's been 3 years, 3 months, 3 weeks and 3 days since I've first stepped into University a long time ago. Today is the end of the first week of my final year at University of Moratuwa. I've been following a BSc. Engineering degree course, specializing in the field of Electronic and Telecommunications. I thought about writing a note about the University Life memories and experiences I have come across so far.

When I first entered University on 31st May 2006 there were so many new Aspirations and thoughts about how wonderful it would be based on the things I've heard from society. They were full of wonderful thoughts filled with happiness and smiles all around. But, things I thought didn't not become a reality just as I thought in the past. But, I'll still say that "University Life is Awesome!"

Let me just state few thoughts I initially had in my mind when I first entered university,
"I thought that it would be a wonderful period of my life where I would find alot of new friends in all parts of the country of different culture, religion and diversity, where we all live together, share together and enjoy life very happily. And I wanted to get involved in extra curricular activities as much as possible. A life without pressure, tension and huge responsibility with atmost freedom."

Now to the reality,
During the first few weeks, university life was just the way I thought and it was Rocking awesome! No doubt at all. I found a lot of friends of variety. And also went on a trip which was so memorable. Even now, all those friends I met in Level 1 are very good friends of mine. But, after that, the competition for academics started and everyone suddenly changed quicker than the weather. The differences and up-downs as in normal society started to rise up widening the gap of rural and urban society among us, along with internal political battles. Everyone was much more concerned about books, assignments and exams too much. Only a few got involved in club activities, sports. Fortunately I too was able to be active in a club and did few projects which was again a wonderful opportunity and achievement in my life. I'm not saying that University life turned into a nightmare. But, suddenly the portion I had interactions were reduced dramatically upto about 50%. And not much time for fun as I thought.....
But there were alot of good happy days here and there, where we had small get-together's, hanging around the canteen and other places until laughing and chatting till dark falls.
Go to the grounds and play cricket at unexpected times etc. and many more. And especially some experiences of very good strong friendship.....

Then. I'd call "Level 2 is a year without purpose" on my words. Seems crazy isn't it? The reason I say it is, We enter to department specialization in the second year. Therefore the big pressure on entering a good field vanishes and freedom again! By then, the bunch of people I interact most reduces further upto about 15% (50). In level 2 I found some new close friends too. Some how my second year had a big purpose, which is to "Play Tennis". I got involved in it. It was a very nice opportunity and blessing. It was a year with new friends; some were weird, some were familiar. Time passed on....

Level 3 was one hell of a year yet again... There were a whole big lot of subjects and I screwed it up entirely..... But there was some special period of time in level 3 as well, "The Training period". Where we have to go for a company as an engineering trainee. It was silly, stupid but a nice time of my university life. I went to Dialog Telekom, where I had a good and happy time. During my training I was able to taste how my future career would look like and how I can develop myself to become "The One" who I want.

Now, today, at the start of the Level 4, "The Final Year" I think even though University Life was not entirely the way I imagined, I'd still say it will always be "A wonderful period of my life". It always will be forever!
So, I got one more year to go. One more year to get the most out of University Life. One more year to earn an invaluable experience and move into the so called world with big challenges.

I want to very specially dedicate this to all my University friends who have been so close to me through out... It's because of you all, this university life has become such a wonderful and memorable experience to me.
Thank you all!

Universal Vishwa

The Birthday I never wanted anyone to remember!

Special note about Sunday, 1st March 2009

Time & Place : 10.42 am close to the gul guhaawa at St. Joseph's Sunday School.

Now you must be wondering what am I trying to tell you this time? Actually, aaaa......
This year I didn't want anyone to remember my birthday. I don't know why? May be cuz' I wanted to save the money to be spent on a party or may be.... Somehow, I just wanted to be unnoticed in every way this year in 2009.

I know that we all like to get wishes from everyone around us for our birthday. Even I do like it. But this year for some reason I feel like I don't want it this year. So I even told Nadeesha not to tell it to anyone because she remembered it at first.

But today something very strange happened.
Suddenly Sheruni came walking to me with a smiling face and said "Vishwa aiye, apita party ekuk one. Mee week eke oyage birthday ekane." I was shocked! And started to wonder 'How on earth did she remember that? It can't be!'. I asked her how did she get to know it? She replied, 'We both know it. Shihani and I.' I was really amazed about those words.

Sheruni and Shihani are two of my students who was in my class last year. They were very good with me. Had almost all the fun we can have. But not with me always comparing with the other children in the class. It is really weird that those two remember my birthday. But they do! I simply can't believe it. It's unbelievable!

I was wondering about this all day about this amazing, wonderful but strange thing happened to me. I realized a lot of things. In situations like this. I mean on our birthdays, we want our most special and closest friends, relatives, or even girlfriend/boyfriend to remember us, because they are so special and precious to us. What would happen if one of them forgets us on a special day like birthday?

The truth is,

Sometimes even though they are so special to us, but we are not as special to them as we think.

Ya.... I agree that it's a stupid statement. But, what I'm trying to say is,

"Sometimes some people in our lives who are less-noticed to us, see a value and specialty in each of us."

On an instance where a stranger remembers your specialty and appreciates it, you will also feel the amazing unexplainable feeling that I passed through today. A moment like this would certainly brighten up an entire season in your life for sure. Just like mine. Simply ...... (Don't know how to say it!)
And by this, I also would like to remind you that,

You, Me and all of you are special. Special to someone in the world and no one is left out, no matter who you are, what you do and where you come from.

So finally what I would like to say is,

Thank you so much Sheruni and Shihani for making this birthday an unforgettable day in this year of being unnoticed!

And I would also like to wish Shihani a "Very Happy Birthday with loads of happiness in everything you do". (Because today is Shihani's Birthday!)

Universal Vishwa

Living in a Coffin for 30 Minutes - MRI Scan

Wednesday, 5th October 2008

I was having a leg injury since the recent past. It was really painful. I went to treatments to everywhere I can go. Initially, Prathaj thought that it is a ham-string injury and but the doctors thought that it is nerve problem. Somehow, it was a nerve problem. So had to get an X-ray. But, the X-ray wasn't good enough to find out where the actual problem is. So the doctor asked to get an MRI scan. That's just an introduction about the story behind.

People told me that the MRI scanning machine makes weird noises. Those sounds make the patient afraid and all sorts of thing to destroy the mentality. Actually, they said that it produces sounds of ghosts and so on... Well, I was also aware of them and prepared to meet the ghosts in the MRI scanning machine. And I was also very keen to meet them because, I've never seen any one of them before.

So the day arrived.... And I'm ready for it.
As I entered the room a tall nice nurse came to me and gave me, some sort of a night-gown worn by women and said "Wear this and remove all your metal stuff". Innocently did so. Then, I was asked to sit on a chair close to the room where the MRI scanning machine is. There are too many safety precautions written on it. I hardly could understand them. The only thing I understood was, it is something related to magnetic fields.

I was sitting down in that chair for a while and was bored. So, I decide to take little walk around.
There I saw a doctor doing some image processing and some patients hanging around here and there. I was having my own fun. As soon as I see a nurse I hide my self somewhere or do something silly to avoid them. Also went to the CT scan room where only doctors are allowed and checked that device out. It seem like another coffin according to me.
Seemed like fun. After about 30 minutes of loss, The doctor asked me to go to the fearful MRI scanning room.

There was something like a bed and asked me to sleep on it. And then plugged two ear plugs and asked me to stay still holding my breath while the scan is done.
So, Everything is now ready. And the doctor switched on the machine.

And I was sent into that machine. The first sound I heard was a Gunshot. Then another Bomb attack. And then again and on and on. It was not about ghosts, but about a War with gunshots and bombing. It was very amusing and annoying. Sometimes painful. But, sometimes the sounds seem to make a nice drum beat too.
The worst part is 'It was like living in a coffin', isolated in every corner. It doesn't seem to end sooner. So decided to have little nap and let the machine take care of the war.

Then after about 36 minutes I found Peace. It ended!
From that moment, I hardly couldn't hear properly for a while except gunshots echoing in my years.
Somehow,"I found no ghost in it". Thus, "Now I know how hard it is to live in a coffin" and "Live in the middle of a War".

All in all, it was a good experience and a memorable moment in my life.

Universal Vishwa

Mora Tennis Victory 2008 - We Are The Champions!

Sunday, 5th October 2008

The Past few months!
It was in April, when the Mora tennis team lead by Niren Neydorff started out practices to retain our trophy for the year 2008. Two new members were recruited to the team. We practiced hard and strong to face our favourite rival (You know who!).
So, the great day came along. And we were physically and mentally 1000% fit to make the way towards our goal.

Mora Tennis Team 2008 Comprised of,

Niren (Cap), Prathaj (V.Cap), Kicha, Nimantha, Chira, Dasa, Thilan and Parinda.

This year we had the privilege of hosting the entire tournament at our home, Mora courts. It means we are going to have more fun too. On 3rd and 4th Oct, we played with the teams from J'Pura and Pera universities, So our Big artillery's 'Thaaj and Kicha' fired at the start and was able to win the rounds very easily marching our way to the top to reach the finals. Saturday 4th October was also a memorable day. Because we had to play till 8.30pm to get the win from Pera. It was a very tiresome day, it really was.

So, the great day came along. The day of the final. Yet again, it was the great and ancient battle between the Mora's and the Colombo's. I was a little late arriving to the courts on 5th. Somehow, I managed to get there on time. By that time there was a lot of supporters to cheer our boys. Past Cap's, past players, enthusiasts of Mora tennis and of course the online supporters as well.

Time :10.30am,
We all, the Gigantic Mora family gathered together as usual to start the days proceedings. The Cap called out the meeting to motivate the players and everyone to boost up the spirit in us. It always will be a historic mark in our team. I'm sure that everyone around just shivered with fear when we gave out the 'Mora' roar. All in all everyone is excited and anxious to see whats happens in the matches.

So, here goes! the great big Final matches!
Kicha's single:
Things started off in style, but initially, it was 1-1 in the first set. And people were a little worried, whether the Colombo guy would give us a good game. Then things started to go the other way round for them, when Kishanthan started to butcher the guy in to hell, beating him in all the 11 games left towards our first victory. Even we were so amazed about it. Their coach was boiling I guess. To be honest, he has no where to hide his face under the heavy and unforgiving attack. Honestly, it was a genuine piece of Classy Tennis. So, Kishanthan won the first game 6-1, 6-0 very easily.

Next up is Prathaj's single:
We all know that Prathaj is our Power Horse!!!
(Prathaj's Theme:) Size doesn't matter for him, Big or small he doesn't care. Young or old, still doesn't matter. No respect and No sympathy when he is playing. Only thing what matters is Smashing it Hard!
Everyone is afraid of him, especially when he is playing close to the net. Even Kicha has got hammered few times from his smashes.
The match started, the score is 2-2 in the first set. The Colombo guy seemed to be giving a good fight back. Still, we weren't much worried, because it's Prathaj who is playing. The score went on with, Prathaj down 4-2. Prathaj seemed to have lost his concentration when he started to play the ball very nicely out of the courts instead of keeping it inside. He was unable to win even the easiest finishers gifted to him. And we were puzzled, wondering 'what on earth is going on?'
And then only, we started to feel the heat in big bulks. All of us were feeling the pressure. Honestly I too was feeling all sorts of stuff; fear, thirst, everything... I just can't explain how I felt in that moment.
We believed that Prathaj will recover and go on to win the set. But, He didn't! He Lost! It was 6-4 down. Our faces were like crushed tomatoes. And the Colombo supporters started to celebrate their brave victory over our trump.
Our fellow coach called us continuously and got the updates. When he heard this news he was shocked and got dehydrated, I guess. And immediately came to the courts.
So, all the great people in our family went to Prathaj and motivated him with advice to build up his mentality to make a come back in the next set.
The Next set started! Prathaj won the first game. We were all cheering as loud as we can for every single point. Then he won the next one. And the next one and on and on.... It was, Prathaj leading with 5-0. It was an awesome and unexplainable feeling when he started to rise up! So wonderful. He won the second set in style 6-0. And we were,....(I don't know!)
The third set started, he won the first one, second one. Just the same what happened in second set. Again a great 6-0 victory bringing us the win. Cleaned up!
It was the Greatest Single's match I've ever seen in my life. Loosing the first set under thousands of hopes and going on to win the next 2 sets 6-0, 6-0. At the end he just showed who we are to the whole world.

Chira's fight back, single:
Then it was upto Chira to bring us the final victory. He couldn't win a set out of the matches he played before. Still we had faith in him, that he will do it this time for us. In the first set, it was neck and neck. He gave a very promising show to all, showing out that he doesn't give up and won't let us down, where he won the first set. It was a great feeling once again. But, he couldn't keep the momentum going in the next sets. So, couldn't reach the win. Honestly it was another great fight back. Everyone appreciated his drastic improvement in this tournament.

Niren and Kicha's wipe washing Double:
This double seemed a little tight when the Colombo's really did give a good fight at the start leading 4-1. Then, Niren got pissed off and Kicha started to fire up. We went on to win the first set 6-4 winning all 5 games. It was absolutely a wonderful piece of fight back from our boys.
In the second set we were down 2-0. Yet again, we taught the same lesson, winning the all 6 games winning the set 6-2.
It was the greatest double's match I've ever seen. They simply left everyone speechless. It was a nice show by Niren and Kicha. It's been a long time since they were partners (in every aspect) and made the most out of their experience and understanding. Honestly, the opponents were destroyed by Kicha's stunning placement and smashes. Kicha marked the victory with a remarkable ace proving that we deserve to be the champions!
Hurray! We won! We are the Champions!
We celebrated our great victory with pride and happiness, screaming "MORA!"

After all, even though I was only a supporter, still I felt like I was playing. These few days will always be memorable for us forever. Finally! we went out to celebrate our great victory!
Followed by the meeting to appoint the next Captain. Prathaj and Kicha was assigned as the Cap and V.Cap for the next year by the Old men of our Mora family.

And that was the end of that great day we all waited for in this year!
Finally, All I have to say is, as I always say,

"Tennis means Mora and Mora Only!"

Universal Vishwa

Unluck strikes me again!

Thursday, 26th June 2008,

I never thought about writing a post like this in my blog to spoil it's value. But, still I thought sometimes it might be a reminder to me in future, for not to let something like this happen again.
I expect none of you to read it. So, don't you dare read it!

This is about a recent incident happened to me. It's about a Hope. Actually, I realized that I had a hope on that after it ended. You can consider it as anyway you want. But, on my side, it's like living without a purpose.

So, let me get to the story straight away.

When I entered to study in the university (University of Moratuwa), I wanted to do a sport during my stay at the university. My favourite sport was Tennis as you all know. On the second day I saw the Tennis team of the university practicing . So, I was very to keen to join them. Due to competition in academics, I had to sacrifice one year of my sporting career. All in all, Somehow, I was able to start my practices in the second year.

From that day onwards, I sacrificed everything to get to a good level in the game. Carrying the damn heavy racket bag, motivating all the new comers, attending and organizing extra practice hours, cutting lectures, some days I purposely went back home to get a short or shoes and especially getting scolded heavily from my parents for concentrating only on Tennis and many more...

I can honestly say that I was very successful. I was able improve very well. I kept my heart on the racket when I was practicing. I always took advice from the great masters of our team and concentrated very very hard. So, somehow as a beginner, I was good. Well, actually I was able to be in the top (not No.1) out of the beginners list.
Also, I enjoyed the game and the company of my team mates to the maximum.

This year I and my fellow new comers got the chance to play for the trials to get into the official tennis team. I badly wanted to get there. There was 7 to compete and only two were selected.
Just before this mini-tournament was announced, a stupid hamstring injury struck me. And I couldn't move my feet on the court like I used to. It showed signs, that I'm about to get into trouble. And then I did.

During those matches I was only able to beat one opponent. I lost the rest of the matches very badly. I never thought that I can perform as poor that. Hopeless! I hardly had a chance. Thankx to my hamstring. And so was my luck. It always acted against me.
Finally in simple form "I couldn't make it".
More than one year of very hard work and sacrifices.

So, I was upset, in fact a lot upset about what happened. Because I had nothing to do about it. I wouldn't have felt such a bad feeling if I wasn't so bounded to it. So, then only I felt that I have failed yet again because of my own hopes.

Now, today I don't consider this as a bad memory, but as a good learning experience.
Now, I feel a lot free about this. Just concentrating on the usual practice.
Usually, I perform well when nobody expects anything from me.
And I also feel a lot proud and happy about being in the best sporting team in the university.
By the way I also have to mention about the two great cap's Tharaka aiya & Roshan aiya, who motivated me 'not to give up' and keep on fighting. Their guidance just gave me a super-strength to practice harder than ever.
After all, this is just nothing, because more disastrous things happening to people.

Finally, I'll always remember this wonderful incident in future as well, which will give me courage and strength in whatever I do to make things happen for me or you!
After all, 'middle path rule' is always the key to success.

Finally at last, this is kind of another victory for me. Because I have never experienced the feeling of 'defeat in a sport' before. So, it's a bonus.

"Tennis means Mora & Mora only!"

Universal Vishwa

The Best and Worst Rainy day of my life!

It was,

Saturday, 16th February 2008.

Previously I had only seen results of rainy day on TV. But , that day I really did experience how nice and crazy it is to get caught to couple of hours of a rowdy rain. Personally, it was a a super experience to me. So here is the story.

I was on my way back home after tennis practices from St. Peter's College. The time was exactly 5.10 pm. I was walking down the streets of Nugegoda as the sky was getting darker. I felt that I'll have to have a great bath before I go home. And then I did. It started to rain very very hard in no time. So, I ran for shelter. There was a shop which was on repair, about 10 people hurried close to it. The rain was so windy that, some of them even were trying to cover their whole body with their umbrella under that shelf. Well, what I meant was, I was getting a bath under the shelf. My legs were shivering and my bag was also wet. At about 5.48pm, I could hardly identify the pavements, the road was like a river. I felt sorry for those who were doing little businesses in the pavements (people who were selling CD's, hair band, newspapers, etc.). Well, they were trying to protect what ever they have to live the next day of their lives.
At about 6.32pm the rain stopped, infact slowed down a little. So, I decided to go to the bus stand, or else I won't be able to go home for few more hours.

Well, the real fun started then. it was really a hard task to walk for 100 meters without stepping into a sewer. So many people were shouting at cars, buses and trucks to slow down, because the waves generated by them were making the people go crazy. Really fun.
Some how, when I reached the halt there was no buses. And one love-couple was having a cold-icy fight with each other in this windy rain under one umbrella. It was the most funny scene I saw in that day. I even took a picture of them. That is what you see in this article.
Suddenly one bus arrived. I just flew to it. And the driver was staring at me. Cuz' I was so wet that he pretended not to take me to the bus. Somehow, all in all, after about 15 minutes I could reach home.
What a day!

That night I thought how worst would it be to face a storm or hurricane. Isn't it?
Would it be more fun than this?

- Universal Vishwa

The Worst and Best Prize Giving

This year, I got a group of students who I've taught 2 times before. I've been their teacher in grades 4 and 6. This time I'm teaching them as their grade 9 teacher. This batch of students had some stunning abilities, in fact almost everything about Super talents. You name it, they have it! Even I enjoyed very much teaching this bunch of fun lovers. This year I also added more to their lives with extra super lessons too.


I taught them very well. Better than ever before. And they were expected to perform excellent in every aspect. Plus+, we wanted to do a very nice rocking performance for the prize Giving at the end of the year. Somehow, there was one small issue, in fact it was a big issue.

Usually, it is the class teacher who decides and controls what to be done in the prize giving. But, this time, I thought that I should ask my students and get their involvement in deciding it. We wanted to do a drama that includes a song to have a dance scene.

I asked few students to join with me to write up the play. There were about 5 writing the drama with me.We had loads of fun during those days. Fun to the extremes! Sometimes I had stomachaches at night as a cause of laughing for hours. Somehow, because of the exams for them, we had only 3 days to practice. Most of them questioned me out, how I am going to do it in three days. There were parents (& ...) who came asking me this over and over again. Everything worked out well. Because, we believed in ourselves very badly and had the faith that we can do anything.

And during those three days, we had even more fun. Joking , laughing, chatting, dancing, everything about fun. We were all together. Those few days will always be in my mind forever. Simply unexplainable. And of course we did our performance very well too.

So, you must be wondering why I called it 'Worst prize giving'?
In fact, here is that sad story. The day of ultimate fun came along. It was Sunday, 9th December 2007 @ 3 pm. It was really a good day till about 5.30pm. So great! But after wards everything started to go wrong, when the prizes were given away. A lot of them was expecting a prize because they answered the examination very well. But unfortunately, some of them missed out. And simply, some of them tried hard to hide their tears. It's not all about exams, I know. But, they do count as well sometimes. Believe me they do.

At the end of the the ceremony I thought that I Lost! All my effort was of no use. Actually, I thought that I let them down. But, I would like to mention some things happened after wards.
Some students came to me and thanked me. The only thing they said was,
"Thank you aiye for what you have done for us. We learned a lot and enjoyed your company very much. It's true that we couldn't get good marks for you. But, today we bow to you because we are lucky enough to be your students for this year." (This is just the compressed idea)

A tank of Tears came to my eyes on that moment (but, I hid them inside as always) and I really couldn't control my feelings when I heard those words. Honestly, it really touched my heart very badly and still makes me ...
I was crying for about 10 days after the prize giving. Luckily no one saw it.
Even now, tears are coming to my eyes when I'm typing these words.

That day I realized how lucky I am. That is why I always thank God for making me a 'Teacher'. It's the best gift I have in this world! It's all about self-satisfaction. It's a wonderful feeling which is very hard to explain. Life can never be more better than this.

That is how that unforgettable day passed on. After all, now I realize that everything has worked out well. That is why I named this year as "The Best Year".
Finally, what I have to say is,

"It doesn't matter what you teach as long as you teach it with all your heart"

That is my greatest strength and will always be!

Universal Vishwa