Welcome to Colombo days, a chronicle of the life, love and lust of a city .. and more specifically a city boy. This boy, err ... youth is 24 years old at the time of these incidents. He's young, vigorous and is poking his nose in to places where it really doesn't belong. He's spirited but easily let down, kind but selfish ... a ball of paradoxes - rolled in to one. He's in love and is out of it .. but he's always in heat and that's a fact. Some may say he's smart but others vehemently disagree. But if there's anything they all agree on ... is that his story is worth reading, even if it's just for his sake .. but no ... really, it's worth it .. 'cos he's witty if not funny, realistic if not real and agreeable if not cool. But above all .... he's me...
Ok, now that you know it .. let us get on with this rantings and musings of a city ... as well as a boy .. ok a guy, if you so prefer. But some of you may not have heard of this city - Colombo and may have a hard time grasping some of the stuff ranted out in these pages. So as a primer I'd suggest you look up the capital of the island nation Sri Lanka - a paradise (lost?) which has recently become more famous for its separatist war and suicide bombers. Nonetheless - it's an agreeable country and Colombo is an agreeable city ... and of course ..this guy is an agreeable guy.
If you need more info in Sri Lanka look it up on google but if you need to understand the real Colombo I'm talking of, find a copy of the book 'Colombo (a novel)' by Carl Muller (on Penguin) and digest it. It's heavily dated (1980'ish) but still relevant to this blog in some aspects. You can get it from Amazon (used as well as new)
I'll stop my first post here ... as with most starts, this is pretty dull. But with my city's help I might be able to pick up the pace .. soon.
Till then ... Ta!
