There were 36 in total.
Only one bad guy.
This is from milkman to the top guys in administration.
No diplomats.
But I missed 3 guys.
I may have made a passing reference but not in a chapter.
Since, I believe in Rebirth and I may or may not meet them again in my life stream, for the sake of completeness sake, I have to make a brief note of them here.
Two Banda and one guy who was a Muslim.
One of them was extremely useful for my academic work. Strangely, I forgot his name.
Number 1
He is Wijeratne Banda.
Chain smoker but dedicated to his work.
I have never seen him under the influence of alcohol but my guess is that he had one just before landing on the bus to Wattegama. He was many years younger but I did not see him after his retirement in KANDY.
He was in charge of the photocopy machine of the Faculty.
I used to buy a bundle of photcopy for my Thesis Work and he keeps it at a side and used them when I needed a set of copies. If one bundle is over I buy another.
Suffice is to say the money allocation for my work was not enough. I spend nearly Rs. 500,000/= from my saving in UK. That included buying a Digital Microscope.
I think I did a little introductory on LINUX.
That was my entry into writing books and the Book on Placenta is one of them.
If not for him I would not have finish my book without any mistakes. Every page, I may have read 100 odd times to the tiniest detail colon or semicolon included.
Number 2
I forget his Christian name.
May be Punchi or Heen Banda by his stature.
He was an expert on Billiads and Snooker.
He was in charge of our Billiard Table and the student canteen.
We had a Surround Audio Player in the canteen. We also had a lovely collection of English Title.
Before openning of our New Medical Library we had a overnight Pirith Ceremony, I was in charge of looking after the monks during breaks. With difficulty I managed one hour. I was one who could move out without disturbing the process under the pretext of attending to monks' needs. After midnight, I told Banda we could open the canteen and play Billiards till morning. He could treat me finer points. That is what we did. He shows me a particular shot and try after him. This top, bottom, left, right, screw roll over he taught me. That how I could beat any Western guy in United Kingdom.
Thank YOU Banda.
Like Wijeratne I did not see him after he retired before me.
Number 3
I called him Marcam Marker.
He was the marker at the Billard Table of the Faculty Club.
We go there for beer.
Loser pays for the beer was the tradition.
My good friend Laxman Denipitiya who is Stonebrook in USA. I was his bedtmam and I saw in only once aftet that when he appeared for a Guest Lecture.
Marker was even better.
He used correct my Posture when nobodu was at the Table.
We were living at Arruppla.
I used to miss our last bus to Arruppla.
We use get into a long distance bus and get down at the RAA Kaddie ( Toddy) Junction.
He waits till I finish clearing the top mointain.
Reason the Wld Cat comes after midnight to catch dogs and cats.
One day he showed me the beaming eyes of the fairly tall Wild Cat.
I did not believe it before.
He was so concerned about my well being.
He takes the next bus to Wattegama.
I managed to train a guy at IMMI in Digana.
He was in charge of the Table but could not play. Most of the time I could not find a partner and there were only few. British and Amercan guys have left because of the JVP threats.
I let him win the last game as a good sportman but he had to earn it. It went on for solid 2 hours. I spent 7 hours learning it and giving 2 hours for a new guy is not bad at all.
IMMI was closed and I collected all my Paying Gear.
Playing Cue
Jumper Cue.
Sad part was my mother in law gave the Paying Cue to a Mason Bass when we were building our house on an anthill.
I did not make a fuss since there were no Tables left in the university.
These JVP student guys were using the Billard Table as their Lunch Table.
That is the level of their sportmanship.
