Monday, 27 September 2021

The Sri Lankan Profession (Novel) - Chapter 23 (Part 03) - The Arrests

The news of the Principal's disappearance had spread throughout the village by noon. The news had triggered different sorts of speculations.

Some people thought he might have been kidnapped.

Some others thought he could have drowned in the floodwater.

Some people thought that the Principal ran away from the village to save his face after his bitter argument with Engineer Rashadh.

Saturday, 25 September 2021

Facebook and Youtube competitions: Some ethical loopholes

I have a selfish interest for writing this column. My son is a toddler right now. He will soon be one among the sets of kids about whom I am discussing in this article.

I want my child to compete with his fellow kids alone, not with their parents (if he ever wants to compete with anyone).

Sunday, 12 September 2021

The Profession (Novel): Chapter 23 (Part 02) - The Cousin Brother and The Elder Brother


Hamdha’s Diary

Life in Colombo was so different for us from our life in Marudur. In the evenings after attending lectures at the university, I was home . We had our privacy in our Colombo home, as my mother always wished to have.

This Colombo house of ours was my mother’s share of inheritance from her father.

My father did not have any community responsibility here, at least so far. He had plenty of time to fully concentrate on his business activities. For my mom’s joy, he had become a full-time businessman again.

Saturday, 4 September 2021

The Sri Lankan Profession (Novel) : Chapter 23 (Part 01) - The Disappearance

Monday early morning. The sun had just risen. But, it was invisible hiding behind the grey rain clouds in the morning sky. It was not raining, though. It looked like it could start raining again at any moment.

Shibly was travelling to Marudur. He was about to start a fresh new working week. He was not feeling well. This weather could make anyone lazy and sick. The sun had never shown up for the last few days.

The heavy showers and blowing wind had left behind their brutal crafts throughout Shibly’s journey to Marudur. There were fallen trees and occasional landslides of various sizes.

Shibly had no idea of Marudur-Flood. The power supply had disrupted in Shibly’s house, after the previous evening wind. His smartphone battery was dead and he was unable to plug it in for power. So he could not check any Marudur-related social media updates.