Music-Tha and Rosa-Ana

DARLINGS! What's in a name after all no? Only a name only no? Call Tsunami by any other name and do you think the damage could have been minimised. No, no?

Same with everything else Aney! Like B.B. Moneyakkara to be more detailed Bankruptcy Bubsy Moneyakkara.

The old thing has been dabbling in collecting those things called degrees and honourary degrees and other honourary things in the field of economics since she was a young thing running in and out of the various universities all over the countryside.

But what's the use with a name that spells money and with qualifications that smells money from all sides, poor Bubsy girl is bussing it to and from Sekku Kade Handiya, somewhere off Thelwatte in the GomboNego area.

Just making entries at a book keepers office. Wonder whether it is a Race by Race joint no? So see! What's the big idea? Me Colombian thinks to collect all those pieces of honourary papers and end up throwing them all at the first available Kadalakaraya.

Then did you hear of that real bright thing Medicinal Mary Wedasingha. Me Colombian knew the whole family Aney!

Mamma and Pappa both had more than big hopes for the bright little thing and naturally that is why they named her with such pharmaceutically sound first names to match her ancestors who were mostly Lions and Doctors at the same time thus Wedasingha.

But what has happened today is unbearable no? Though the parents thought that she will end up a medical wizard who would change the medical history of her country and probably end up high in the medical annals of her country, the poor thing ended up only at the Thorana Kade Junction Dispensary run by that quack doctor.

Aney Darling! after all those years of 'Badagaandafying' to that medical college, nursing school and finally working at a small time clinic in Saudi Arabia.

Now you will think why me Colombian is only interested in the female siblings. "What about all those males that are born and arn't parents ambitious for those little rascals, Hm!" Why not, why not? Me Colombian would say after all parents get more ambitious of their male offspring than their female ones.

But Darlings! The males have fared even in a worse way than their sisters aney, when it came to over ambitious parents racing and hoping for their sons.

But Dears! These days Ammis and Thathees are all joining the bandwagon in trying to make their Kollas into Kirikat Karayas.

They are counting more on the ad monies (I mean the sums they make by drinking all types of health drinks and by using numerous cellular phones blah, blah and bloh, bloh) other than the number of runs they are going to take or wickets they are going to get.

Which ever way the parents have found it is a long waiting list before their Kollas can make it anywhere the one dayer's Darlings! After all me Colombian finds that the rural Kollas are also doing their little number these days and outdoing me Colombian's Colombo Colleges. So difficult for the Hamuputhas as in the past.

But then Darlings! These days it is all the superstar fever no? As if to end up in hollywood. Aney what nonsense child? can't get to Bollywood even Meya. Only 'Bali'wood. I mean the ones that they revoke to drive evil spirits away down south. That's all only dears!

All these idiot box channels are all looking for those stars that are super. Can't dance, can't sing, can't act but superstar darlings! Aney sometimes very embarrassing no? when you watch the young ones from the land of Baratha Natyam do their thing at those various television shows. Mayee our ones can only copy no? That also they can't do properly aney!

If you watch that Sunday evening gig that happens under the supervision of that glamour girl, only she's nice to look at no? the participants look as if they are being exorcised at the expense of the devil.

Giving gifts also child for wiggling the hips fancy free. The boys are all jumping about as if warming up before they take off on the 300 meter race.

My Goat! now there is a engileezi one also child! All the participants are struggling through to the point looking as if they are fighting for their last breath dears!

Hmm.. and who said they are not? But the judges look as if they are giving a bigger fight at keeping the little bit of breath that's left in them? No punch darlings. No punch! Not only in the engileezi Darlings! Same with the others too.

Hmm... but nothing like competing no? After all this whole life is one big fight, so what's wrong in winning a little money by entering a few of these fluke contests that come up once in a while no? But then it is amazing how some people go ahead and fight tooth and claw for what they believe is not their business.

As in the case of our two leading ladies who has been leading their flock in their own sphere of work without coming onto logger heads with each other, until recently of course when they confronted their feline self's on a high voltage programme.

First it was diplomacy to crack, like those DPL ties from behind the iron curtain and Uncle Sam. But me Colombian always believed that still waters run deep and Darleeeengs! deep did it run?

The star who's parents christened with the hope of turning her into a sharp musical note had as a result produced a shinning star with a gillette sharp tongue which can cut anybody dead in half.

But darlings, her parents' ambition to turn her into a nightingale had disappeared behind that razor sharp device that has started to slash anything that comes in her way. Better than singing no?

Then there is the other glam-maam whose parents christened her in true Christian style. That is to be a good girl and make good of anything that comes her way.

That's exactly what she's been doing. When she had to take to the catwalk she did it with utmost confidence and when she was called upon to walk the ramp to take control of that crown of the universe, she took the challenge.

The bright girl she is probably she was laughing inside while she took flight and probably she was the only one from me Colombian's Colombo who knew that she was never going to walk back home with that decorative top hat on offer, while all those 'jack asses' of me Colombian's Colombo were going around jabbering on her behalf.

But dears being the bright girl she is, she probably knew why some of those 'men' were jabbering on her behalf until they got their jaws locked. Aiyoooo!

So it was these two lasses that got hooked on to each others tresses the other day on the 30000 high voltage platform darling. The star got offended when the modelling Jane declared that her star status was all due to having a father who knew all the tricks of the acting trade.

How untrue thought me Colombian, that soul sitting behind his camera haven't cast anybody other than making use of any on going readymade talent for him to make use of. Leave alone casting his daughter into stardom. What wishful thinking on the part of miss model malicious.

The star dears! was not going to take that lying down. After all she was already aware of how the model was already trespassing unpermitted ground by harbouring into acting territory.

So the star almost asked the mannequin queen whether money was always made by walking up and down the ramp alone. But it was evident that Rosa-Ana kept her cool while Music-Tha lost hers. Hmmm... all hecked up dears!

Me Colombian's Colombo friends (those ones who nap at noon and are up till 'Yakku gus badagaana time' Koktails darlings! Koktails) told me that the one who roamed around to secure that universal top hat had attended a two weeks crash course to obtain a diploma (like most of those beauticians and hairdressers from me Colombians Colombo) on how to 'Keep a straight face while cutting your opponent dead in half'.

Well Darlings how I wonder she ever knew that the diploma would have come so handy so soon. As a result dears the star quit her position giving everybody else involved in the programme the 30000 high voltage shock which they are still shaking from and the model started as a presenter on another channel, as if almost trying to say that what Music-Tha can do I can do better.