Skinny Silibiris sings to Fat Lady

 
 

Ammo pepols ,

 Maori Nona shouldma havu her own ZIP code .No wonder Air Newzelan charge her for three seats  and the Load Master mustma havu a hard time balancing  the plane load when she gets on the plane.  Goodma thing she cannot  walk up and down the narrow aisle during the flight. If she did the pilot will not be able to control plane heeing and hoeing like a ship caught in a storm

 

You mightma think if Sri Lankan Air charged by weight for skinny Sri Lankans like Silibiris,  Sri Lankan Air mightma go broke ( well more broker than it is now) but but I might weigh 50kg but like most Sri Lankans I carry 100kg with many many bags taken on board horengli.

           

Aaa but but sirla, She good woman .She got big laaf, beautiful big smile bright enuf to light up a room, big personality, gentle manner and a lot of bodi heat.  Very  useful in Malborn winter time. No need for electric blanket on bed . But I mustma be careful  sleeping next to her. If she turns to my side in her sleep, it mightma be like being run over by a stream roller. That will be like instant cot death.

           A skinny Sri Lankan man and a big  Maori woman - a match made in heaven!

Some pepol like Maori Ladi are born large and eat food that makes them larger. Maori Ladis mob like to eat plenti Tapioka like Mannokka. Them eat plenty meat too. Māori Ladis frens  like cooking  in a pit under the ground in ovens called ‘hangi’.

 On the other foot, Silibiris sees Malborn son’s wife Chandra eating two plates of rice for lunch and dinner and then going  to Anytime Fitness Gym wearing her gym tights. Appuchchiyay, what a lajja thinking sight.

 Her acre size back side. tight against the gym tights, is bad enuf to drive  Malborn son to drink but he jes retreats to his Man Cave in the backyard.

 When Malborn son married Chandra 15 years ago she was a skinny village girl from Yakklalamulla. Her father was a farmer worked all day in the paddy field ,mother worked in the coconut fibre mill all day and Chandra too worked there after failing O/Levels.  Their gym was the paddy field or the fibre mill. Their exercise was natural bending, pushing pulling all day. Their diet was naturally home grown red rice, fruit and vegetables. But now Chandra is a housewife in her two storey home, with nothing much to do except drive children to school and back and watch Days of Our Lives in between. 

 Chandra is more Malbornian than fourth generation Malbornians descending from earli settlers. She mustma havu white bread, fried eggs, fatty bacon for breakfast and Mocha Coffee from Starbuck for morning tea with cream chocolate éclairs for morning tea.  Aaa but but you can take the girl out of Yakkalamulla but can’t take Yakkalamulla out of the girl so she mustma havu plenty rice for lunch and dinner . Ammo no wonder she got a backside the size Yakkalamulla.

Then she worri worri,

Aiyyo I got Cholesterol, Diabetes, High Blood Pressure, knee pains and  no like sex no more problems.

She couldma havu used  a good Calorie Counter,  to measure and control diet and exercise. 

Youkno Youkno  sirla.

One day I say duwa Chandra

Where where this Gym Pappa

I come see what him teach you there

She say Aiyyo Thaththa you dontkno  Mayloke deyak

Gym is not some man named Jim

It’s a place men and women go to lose weight and get fit

If you promise to not to ogle at the girls and embarrass me there

I show you what good fun it is there 

Anayda kiyanne sirla

I go there and look aroun the gym I notice

Women and girls of all shapes and sizes wearing tight tights looking like  fruits and vegetables– apples, pears, pumpkins and pathola

Walking running pulling pushing on machines

Men and boys looking muscly like Arnold Schwarzenegger with tattoos all over their big arms and big legs
lifting, pulling weights infront of mirrors sweat pouring

to Dishi Dishi sounding Techno Music going on Loudspeakers

 Some pepol addicted to Dopamine reading and texting

Others watching TV or Facebooking  on the running machines

Girls watching men horengli flexing them muscles

But them men only looking at mirrors admiring themselves and their muscles

Then there were the other type of girls
Them already looked super fit with not an ounce of fat on them
But but them kept talking about being too fat and worring about them bodi parts
Boasting how them ate practically nothing all day and went to gym every day except Friday.

 

Silibiris coming home thinking thinking

Him no mind if Maori Ladi was the size of a Mack Truck or a slender read

To him what mattered most is the content not the packaging.  

He had known Kusumalatha, a woman of substance without shiny fancy wrapping

Silibiris had seen how once beautiful Kusumalatha with fresh face, firm breasts, glowing baby skin, flat stomach, shapely curves aged in front of his own eyes just as his body had aged. 

Long ago he had realised the impermanence of all this and this beauty was only skin deep

If pepol spent as much time focusing on their minds as they do on their bodies
They too would realise "Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional"

   

 

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