In A Nutshell

Another Palace

Amidst a war ravaged peninsula in the north, coming up in style is a plush ‘palace.’ The plush abode on Fourth Cross Street, Jaffna is being put up by a one time cadre of the striped kind now turned politico.  How the heck he managed to rustle up the necessary dough is anybody’s guess. Hmph!

Divine Mercy

And the Gods we hear have been plagued by a whole new outfit of earthlings from paradise isle.  Some of whom claim that their vows have all been met. And so last week  not only was dear Fonny traipsing to the maha viharaya by kelaniya way but good ole Mangy too.  To say thank you! to the deities for fulfilling his baraya.  And the god’s have been showered with sweet smelling flowers and incense — the scents sure uplifting the heavens. Hmmm!

Travails Of Honesty

But that is not all.  Dear Fonny boy has been house hunting this past month.  A little bird whispers that the general having refrained from dipping his fingers into the till has his entire life lived in regimental housing.  And never had the dough to buy or splurge on a super luxury abode.  Sooo….. dear Fonny was hunting high and low in the run up to his early retirement to find a roof and a pillow where he could lay his head.  Dear! Dear!

Brothers Three

All is not well in the Araliya Abode.  The lady fair has been wagging her finger we hear at dearest hubby boy scolding him for having allowed the Fonny saga to ever occur.  Just look over yon shoulder and thou will see who is responsible for all this stupid blunder…. She said – or words to that effect.  The first lady we hear is non too pleased insisting the fall if it comes for the prez will be all because of the brotherhood! So there!

Sauce For The Goose

And the work to rule is applying even at the Araliya Abode. No sooner the clock strikes five ‘o p.m. tools are downed pronto and the working classes take off with nary a glance behind.  Well… well… this sure is a grim foreboding of things to come eh?  Not even the prez is spared from a work to rule.  Alleluia!