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Salesh Dipak Fernando





How far would you travel to meet someone you admire ? What if it all goes wrong?   My health was at it’s worst – A bad cold, flu, a voice that had began to sound like Motta Rajendran and a travel half way across the city for that brief moment of happiness. It was a gamble. But I was ready despite the obstacles.

I arrive almost an hour before the event.” You have no sense Salesh. Excuse yourself and come back at 4.00 PM”. I curse myself for being the early bird.  But something else grabs my attention. A bunch of youngsters running around to make sure everything was in order. The energy within the room was infectious. Neither of them had any idea how many people would turn up. But their passion and commitment was relentless and inspiring. At their age I had no idea where my life was heading. But these youngsters had a goal and a purpose and nothing was going to stop them.

The event begins and the voices that spoke were inspiring and uplifting. More often than not we consider the specially abled kids as an inspiration but how about those people who rarely get the limelight. The ones who dedicate their lives towards the betterment of these special people. The event was an interesting insight into their world. Their everyday struggles and small moments of happiness. 

The ramp walk too was unique with each of the participants conveying a worthy message. The finale had an interesting twist. I was asked to speak and tell my story to the world. The moment I had been waiting for finally arrived and it had taken me 5 long years to get to where I want to be. It was short messy narration but I loved the moment. I missed my family and my friends from CBC, Let’s talk life, Blogchatter and all the people who had touched my life in one way or the other. Hopefully atleast some of them would be present the next time when I take up the stage as a designated speaker.

The next time you come across people who are specially abled remember one thing. They don’t need you. You need them to inspire and uplift you. They seek your empathy and not sympathy. A big shout out to the entire team of Voice of the Unheard for a spectacular beginning.  Thalaivar style la solanum na  ” Idhu chumma trailer than. Main picture neenga innum pakala”.

PS: I did have my fanboy moment when I met the star that I was destined to meet. It was brief but a moment to be treasured for eternity.



A pause and a greeting which constituted just two words “ Hi Salesh”. I have been trying to understand the essence of those words ever since that splendid open mic session. Of course almost everyone greets with a customary hi but I have never seen a host pause in the middle of a speech just to greet a member of the audience.  We often mourn the lack of empathy but small meaningful gestures like this do remind us that empathy does exist if we look for it in the right places.

The pause itself has a deeper meaning.  Sometimes a small meaningful pause can make a whole lot of difference.  All of us are in a rush. Perhaps society has deceived us so much with it’s stringent set of norms. We are forced to be a part of the herd without even understanding what we want. There’s something called self analysis and reflection which never happens for most of us until it is too late.

And then there’s another section of the crowd who are so full of themselves.  Ok you are so far ahead than the rest of us but why not pause for a moment and lend a hand to someone who needs it.  Of course there’s a need to be individualistic and selfish but a small diversion to lift someone up can make a lasting impression. And being benevolent doesn’t mean you are naive it just implies that you love to give.

I have been addressed in so many ways “Inspiration, A fighter, A giver but I consider myself a garbage with no clear cut goal or plans. I have come thus far only because people were benevolent enough to pick me up and mould me into what I could be. They embraced me with open arms and paused for me when I needed a hand

 A hero can be anyone. Even a man doing something as simple and reassuring as putting a coat around a young boy’s shoulders to let him know that the world hadn’t ended.

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No this is not a movie review. While everyone has gone gaga over Cuckoo I have my apprehensions. Before I make my actual point let me just give a one liner about the plot – It’s about two blind people falling in love. On the surface it does look like a heart-warming love story and suits the popular phrase “LOVE IS BLIND“. Being one among those specially abled people it irks me as to how a film actually sugar coats a harsh truth. 


I am one of those highly privileged people who has found acceptance among people as a person and as a writer but the scars are too harsh to heal. How do you explain “No u can’t study here” or “look at him limp” or people laughing at me when I slip and fall. Of course I don’t deny the lack of empathy but the silver linings are too few.

I am not a negative person on the contrary I try to stay positive most of the time but when I see people act differently just because I am unique it hurts big time. I smile hiding the pain but sometimes the tears flow.  Sometimes it’s good to come out with the truth even if it means pointing out the harsh realities.

For a while even I was tempted to applaud the movie as the end credits rolled but I steered away from the crowd as the obvious truth struck me. I would rather watch Barfi, Mozhi or Peralagan n number of times than watching Cuckoo again on the big screen. I end with something which I came across a while back even as questions plague me again ” We live in a country where a Porn star is accepted but a rape victim is not” Maybe I will always remain a glitch or maybe not only time will tell.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda














A Post by a friend of mine got me thinking. The post was more of lament of how the society perceives us and what they want us to do. A 27 she faces the obvious question from her so called relatives “When are you getting married”? Even yours truly is faced with the same question and to be frank it pisses me off.
People often forget that marriage is a union of two hearts. Once you reach or cross a certain age marriage becomes a mandate. If you are still unmarried then there is something wrong ?. When did society’s perception start ruling our lives ?
If we start re-shaping our lives the way the society wants us to then the whole purpose of living is lost. More often than not the haste in abiding by the norms leads to wrong decisions. A late union is way better than a forced union.
I am gonna to take my time to find my angel and I hope my friend does too. And last but not least GET MARRIED BECAUSE YOU WANT TO.. NOT BECAUSE U HAVE TO. Let bliss happen when the time is right.



 It all started off as another usual Friday.. Me as always waiting for the day to end so that I can enjoy my weekend. And I was on my way to office blissfully ignorant of the events that were to follow. Something so simple yet life changing that it made me wonder…

I get off the share auto at my usual stopping – OLYMPIA. The clock strikes 1.20… Oh it’s almost time I have to rush to my floor. The usual last minutes thoughts brushing through my mind as vehicles buzz past me.

How am I gonna to cross the road. Where is the bloody policeman? I curse myself. I look around waiting for somebody to help. Isn’t there a soul around here who could actually empathize with my situation? I give up and get ready cross the road myself despite the rush.

And there she was gripping my hand firmly and saying “HOLD MY HAND FIRMLY”. The next minute or so was a gentle breeze.. I just did what she said trusting her words. We cross and she smiles that heavenly moment. Something so surreal that it left me in a daze.. I smile back and say “THANK YOU”. She just pauses for a moment and it seemed like eternity…And then her parting shot “DON’T MENTION WE SHALL MEET AGAIN” She waves and turns back to her destination as I move towards mine.

Honestly I have never seen someone like her.. Can a girl be this pretty and still have kindness in abundance? Was it merely an incident or was it sign from the almighty…? Was she my guardian angel.. ? Will I meet her again…? My gut feeling says I will and I am just waiting.

Maybe it’s God’s way of saying Even if ur on the BRINK JUST TRUST AND HOLD ON TO ME I will take you to your DESTINATION


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