NSBM Green University – A Tall Building With Shaky Values
Read this and decide for yourself if NSBM is the kind of place you want to join.
Today, my girlfriend came to support our football match — something she’s been doing for nearly two years. She entered properly with a visitor pass. But a madam asked her to leave, rudely, just because she had coloured hair.
And then came the Head of academic development Baratha Dodankotuwa. First thing he says to me?
"Umbā kagen ahalada meyawa athulata genawe?"
Is this how a university official talks to a student? With no respect? No dignity?
I didn’t even argue back.
Because if I did, they’d probably suspend the football team or take action against the club.
That’s how NSBM treats students: obey, or get punished.
There’s no space to speak. No space to even question.
(This post is purely my personal experience and opinion. It has no connection to the NSBM Football Team or Football Club.)
Judgement Over Logic
At NSBM, you don’t get judged by your actions. You get judged by your hair, your clothes, your tattoos.
They say they’re building future leaders — but in reality, they’re building a place where everyone’s trained to fit one outdated box.
This isn’t discipline. This is insecurity, hidden behind fake rules.
SPORTS – Just For Show
I’ve played for NSBM Football for 4 years. I was the captain last year.
Let me be blunt — NSBM doesn’t care about sports.
They don’t let teams join major tournaments because they're scared of losing. We weren’t allowed to participate in this year’s SLIIT Legacy Shield — apparently because the Rs. 30,000 entry fee was “too much.”
But they charge Rs. 3 million per degree.
We had to collect money from students to buy balls last year. 10 balls. Now only 4 are left. Maybe someone’s selling them for extra cash — because apparently, NSBM has no money.
We don’t have first-aid kits, sprays, bandages — nothing. Not even proper futsal.
Why? Because they know other universities have better teams.
So they’d rather avoid the match than face the truth.
STUDIES – Just a Fancy Label
I studied Multimedia. A creative, tech-heavy degree — in theory.
But in reality? Most modules were taught by just 3–4 lecturers. They were skilled in their own fields, but expecting them to handle every subject across the degree?
At the end of our first year, our entire batch protested — demanding better lecturers and proper facilities.
The computer labs?
Outdated i5 7th gen PCs with Intel UHD graphics and barely any storage — like walking into an old internet café.
For a multimedia degree, it’s a joke.
All the software we used was pirated.
Not once did NSBM provide licensed software or even decent hardware. Just tall buildings with fancy interiors — all looks, zero substance.
I was also Vice President of the Multimedia Club.
Their first “project”? Pirate movies online, play them in a classroom on a projector, and charge Rs. 100 for tickets.
That’s what they call a “club activity.”
I was against it. I resigned immediately. But they went ahead anyway — because that’s what was “fun” for them.
And yet, they have the audacity to teach us an Ethics module.
The Truth Behind the Glass Walls
NSBM has no freedom of speech.
No space for free thinking.
No respect for students.
You can’t ask questions. You can’t challenge anything. You can’t express yourself.
If you want to pay money and be trained to obey without thinking — then NSBM is the perfect choice.
I don’t know about other universities. But this?
This is not a university.
Sudharshanth Jeevaratnam