Ra-kneel was a hit in
In-jun land. Soon after his pep talk finished, a member of the
audience got up and sought his advice on solving their own little war
in a corner, the one in Cash-meer.
The answer showed how
much Ra-kneel concentrates on the peace boat. "My hands are full,
we have enough problems on our own. When I am finished with them, I
will deal with yours," said Ra-kneel to hearty cheers. Hear!
But despite the
reception in In-jun land, Ra-kneel was not a happy man returning. He
had to take wing on the Monara that entailed a three hour wait. The
fly back was also a bore. Meeting the man chairing the Monara, Daya,
Ra-kneel complained, "no music, no magazines and there was no
food either." The poor chair- man could only blush and turn red.
Satellite sure knows
when to be nasty. Last week, she visited the ancestral abode at
Attanagalla and while Madam was relaxing, the security chaps started
shaking a nelli tree to while away the time and enjoy the bitter sweet
fruit. And bitter sweet it was.
Out came Satellite and
when she saw the fallen branches and the security types enjoying her
nelli she lambasted the chaps for shaking her tree. And the poor
security chaps were crushed then and there.
Surely, these chappies
should know their place in the walauwa, what!
Satellite also knows
when to call sour grapes. Some time back she snubbed Jap-man Akashi.
And now the same reception has been meted out to Tado Chinoo, the big
man at the bank that develops Asia. An appointment was sought way back
as two weeks before the arrival, but Satellite’s answer was no way
to any type doling out the goodies to the greens.
But Ra-kneel sure knows
where to hedge his bets, he hosted Chinoo for a state banquet. He was
in town to discuss an aid package. Food for thought, eh!
Dr JJ sure came out as
a true practitioner of media freedom. Last week when he met a Leading
ass quite by chance he was all praise about the rag, going so far as
to say that he likes the rag and thinks it is very balanced.
Considering the Leading
revelations about the misdeeds at his ministry and nuts about thumps
on the head what could we say but, thank you.
And here is the story
about pumping. Last week Satellite came up with a family calendar at a
meeting with party men in Kandy. The calendar came complete with the
mother, father, Satellite and the brother. Looking at the calendar
there were whispers whether it was an attempt to pump up the brother,
Satellite told the
party men that there was no such hidden agenda and that they were some
But a wisecrack in the
audience quipped, "the Clown Prince does not need any more
pumping, he is full of hot air already." Tch! Tch!
So tomorrow is the big
protest. The red and the blue brothers will come together to chant
anti-peace songs. But the timing is a wee bit wonky — the very same
day is the day of the big match, the lions vs the In-juns in Safari
Now what would you
prefer, Clown Prince and Wee-flower in the hot sun or Sonna and Sachin
blasting away? Take a pick. Howzat!