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බීපුවාම වෙන ආතල් සිද්ධි - 3
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දෙසැම්බර් මහා සෙටමෝලේ මෙනුව මෙසේ ෆයිනලයිස් වී ඇත...
රිද්දගන්න එවුන්ගේ රිද්ද ගැනීම සඳහා මෙසේ පලකරමි...
කොත්තු - බාබකිව් තන්දූරි චිකන් කොත්තු හෝ බාබකිව් පෝර්ක් කොත්තු හෝ, වෙජි කොත්තු යන කොත්තු චීස් රහිතව හෝ සහිතව
තන්දූරි චිකන් සහ පෙපර්-ටොමැටෝ මැරිනේටඩ් පෝර්ක් හෙවත් චාර්-සුයි බාබකිව් පෝර්ක්
බර්ගර්ස්
බාබකිව්ඩ් ජම්බෝ සොසේජ්
මැරිනටෙඩ් වෙජිටබල්ස් සහ ෆෘට්ස්
හොට් බැටර්ඩ් කට්ල්ෆිෂ් සහ ප්රෝන්ස්
විනාකිරි මාලු
පොල් රොටි සමඟ කට්ට සම්බල්
හූ...............................
රිද්දගන්න එවුන්ගේ රිද්ද ගැනීම සඳහා මෙසේ පලකරමි...
කොත්තු - බාබකිව් තන්දූරි චිකන් කොත්තු හෝ බාබකිව් පෝර්ක් කොත්තු හෝ, වෙජි කොත්තු යන කොත්තු චීස් රහිතව හෝ සහිතව
තන්දූරි චිකන් සහ පෙපර්-ටොමැටෝ මැරිනේටඩ් පෝර්ක් හෙවත් චාර්-සුයි බාබකිව් පෝර්ක්
බර්ගර්ස්
බාබකිව්ඩ් ජම්බෝ සොසේජ්
මැරිනටෙඩ් වෙජිටබල්ස් සහ ෆෘට්ස්
හොට් බැටර්ඩ් කට්ල්ෆිෂ් සහ ප්රෝන්ස්
විනාකිරි මාලු
පොල් රොටි සමඟ කට්ට සම්බල්
හූ...............................
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NO ""AATHAL SIDDHI"" for long time.
Since I am an old man, this also happened in early eighties.
Four of us on our way to SRI PADA, and we were in booked seats on board Badulla night mail. We all had a bottle of that golden liquid each, which is not considered as a prohibited item in those good old days.
When the attendant show us our seats, there was an old man with grey hair with a respectable look, but wearing a sarong, sit on the other side. Beside the fun part of this story, there is a lesson for everyone. ""DO RESPECT OLD PEOPLE""
As I learned from my late father, always respect the old, So when I lead my friends to our seats, I bow my head towards that old man, and said HELLO (to this day, I do not know why I said 'hello' to a man wearing sarong.)
We open up a bottle even before our train go pass GAMINI HALL, but everything being kept well hidden inside our travelling bags, so no one see anything. We having our drinks from my amma's THERMOS FLASK cup, and make sure to sip like Tea or Coffee. But from the very beginning, I noticed this old man with his wife (she sat next to him, and there was 2 middle aged man and a woman sit in front of them, in this 2x2 seat configuration) was curious.
We play cards, and keep drinking, and munching WADE (I am not sure on board vendors are still permitted or not ) , but an unfortunate accident happened. When we fill the cup with liquor, (inside my travelling bag), we used to put the bag back in to overhead rack. When I put the bag back, my friend failed to tighten up the bottle cap properly. I think this is close to Gampola, and liquor starts to leak to the seat next to us, but not on us. We even not see who was behind our seat, but he starts to blame us straight away, with all the nasty words he can find in his vocabulary. We actually could not understand what's all this about at the beginning, but later we realize it , apologised to him, and took the bag down, and tighten the cap.
He complain this to the guard when train stops at gampola, and the guard came in to see us. This is the high season to sri pada, and the whole train is full of troublesome people.
This bloke show us to the guard and said, these are the idiots who pour liquor on them, in ENGLISH. So we will have to keep the conversation in English too. I respond and said it's an accident, it's true that liquor leaked from a bottle and dripped on them, and we apologised for that accident.
Then the unthinkable happened. This old man wearing a sarong, stood up and start talking in English too. (I don't want to reveal his identity at all, but I must say he is a very very high ranked retired army officer, travelling with his wife and two servants)
He reveal his identity, and said, these boys are very well behaved throughout the journey , and did nothing wrong. This bloke exaggerate this little incident and blame them to show off his capability in a train (this idiot was a railway dept. officer with a swollen head).
Then the guard turn on him, in front of everyone. And said in Sinhala 'THAMUSE CGR EKEK NOWYI NAM GAMPOLA POLISIYATA BAARA DEELAA API YANAWAA" " DANWATH APITA KARADARA NOKARA MANUSSAYEK WAGE YANAWA.
Imagine the situation he has to face, in front of his wife and 2 grown up children with all the passengers in this compartment.
So we continue our journey to Hatton, during that time, that army officer talk with me. He said, when I bow my head towards him, and said HELLO, he said to his wife, "honda hadichcha daruwek". But when they realise, that we were drinking, she told him "ara hadichcha daruwaa hitu kiyalaa bonawaa" His reply was "OYA WAYASEDI MAATH OHOMA THAMAYI" .
All four of us migrate to Australia in late eighties, and now live in Melbourne. Whenever we having a drink together, they tease me " HONDATA HADUNA DARUWEK BOANWAA", I teased them with "BIWWAHAMA BOTHALE MUDIYA HARIYATA WAHAPAN"
Since I am an old man, this also happened in early eighties.
Four of us on our way to SRI PADA, and we were in booked seats on board Badulla night mail. We all had a bottle of that golden liquid each, which is not considered as a prohibited item in those good old days.
When the attendant show us our seats, there was an old man with grey hair with a respectable look, but wearing a sarong, sit on the other side. Beside the fun part of this story, there is a lesson for everyone. ""DO RESPECT OLD PEOPLE""
As I learned from my late father, always respect the old, So when I lead my friends to our seats, I bow my head towards that old man, and said HELLO (to this day, I do not know why I said 'hello' to a man wearing sarong.)
We open up a bottle even before our train go pass GAMINI HALL, but everything being kept well hidden inside our travelling bags, so no one see anything. We having our drinks from my amma's THERMOS FLASK cup, and make sure to sip like Tea or Coffee. But from the very beginning, I noticed this old man with his wife (she sat next to him, and there was 2 middle aged man and a woman sit in front of them, in this 2x2 seat configuration) was curious.
We play cards, and keep drinking, and munching WADE (I am not sure on board vendors are still permitted or not ) , but an unfortunate accident happened. When we fill the cup with liquor, (inside my travelling bag), we used to put the bag back in to overhead rack. When I put the bag back, my friend failed to tighten up the bottle cap properly. I think this is close to Gampola, and liquor starts to leak to the seat next to us, but not on us. We even not see who was behind our seat, but he starts to blame us straight away, with all the nasty words he can find in his vocabulary. We actually could not understand what's all this about at the beginning, but later we realize it , apologised to him, and took the bag down, and tighten the cap.
He complain this to the guard when train stops at gampola, and the guard came in to see us. This is the high season to sri pada, and the whole train is full of troublesome people.
This bloke show us to the guard and said, these are the idiots who pour liquor on them, in ENGLISH. So we will have to keep the conversation in English too. I respond and said it's an accident, it's true that liquor leaked from a bottle and dripped on them, and we apologised for that accident.
Then the unthinkable happened. This old man wearing a sarong, stood up and start talking in English too. (I don't want to reveal his identity at all, but I must say he is a very very high ranked retired army officer, travelling with his wife and two servants)
He reveal his identity, and said, these boys are very well behaved throughout the journey , and did nothing wrong. This bloke exaggerate this little incident and blame them to show off his capability in a train (this idiot was a railway dept. officer with a swollen head).
Then the guard turn on him, in front of everyone. And said in Sinhala 'THAMUSE CGR EKEK NOWYI NAM GAMPOLA POLISIYATA BAARA DEELAA API YANAWAA" " DANWATH APITA KARADARA NOKARA MANUSSAYEK WAGE YANAWA.
Imagine the situation he has to face, in front of his wife and 2 grown up children with all the passengers in this compartment.
So we continue our journey to Hatton, during that time, that army officer talk with me. He said, when I bow my head towards him, and said HELLO, he said to his wife, "honda hadichcha daruwek". But when they realise, that we were drinking, she told him "ara hadichcha daruwaa hitu kiyalaa bonawaa" His reply was "OYA WAYASEDI MAATH OHOMA THAMAYI" .
All four of us migrate to Australia in late eighties, and now live in Melbourne. Whenever we having a drink together, they tease me " HONDATA HADUNA DARUWEK BOANWAA", I teased them with "BIWWAHAMA BOTHALE MUDIYA HARIYATA WAHAPAN"
Sam if I'm not troubling you, can you pls. tell me your age.
'cos we don't hav much elderly ppl here.
Sam if I'm not troubling you, can you pls. tell me your age.
'cos we don't hav much elderly ppl here.[
Born in 1962, and now 54 Y/O
indeed a very nice story uncle. thank you very much for sharing with our generation. I was able to gasp a glimpse of simplicity of your era though. please share more with us please.
Sam if I'm not troubling you, can you pls. tell me your age.
'cos we don't hav much elderly ppl here.[
Born in 1962, and now 54 Y/O
oh, little elder than dat kimbula.
oh, little elder than dat kimbula.
So, that means I am not old enough to consider as OLD??
