ELECTION FEVER
As there are no dates announced yet for the Galle Literati Event our literati glitterati who have nowhere to wear their outfits to are now planning on what to wear to trot off to the polling booth
Finally, some excitement is building up after a dreary year. Since October last year it has been a downer with only horrible things happening in the country. Many blamed the movement of the planets as they were shifting from house to house playing havoc on this nation. The non-believers felt that it was more like moving around in a weighted lorry with all the burdens they had to shoulder, including work and sorting finances out. The time has come at last and the public are feeling the pulse of election fever. The planets must have aligned once again.
As one can imagine, in Colombo, this has caused great anxiety with many of its dwellers attempting to affiliate themselves with the possible successful candidate; and all the pundits are now chief advisers to the candidate of their choice, making a huge noise about it all the while. It is the ideal moment to act important and earn some brownie points and boost their standing, with some even already imagining everyone is after them seeking favours. The joke is that the real hard-core workers are now wise to this charade and will tell you the bare facts.
The keyboard warriors are also very active voicing their opinions from the comfort of their homes and probably believe it being their valuable contribution for the betterment of the country.
As there are no dates announced yet for the Galle Literati Event our literati glitterati who have nowhere to wear their outfits to are now planning on what to wear to trot off to the polling booth. Parties for election night are already being discussed and the women are thrilled as two outfits can be covered for this event, one for dinner and the other for breakfast. Trixie has been invited by her neighbour who has planned an all-night party on a grand scale. She even overheard the hostess planning the menus for the two meals with her cook Jossy. Jossy fortunately resides in the neighbourhood and can toss in her vote early and get to the kitchen to prepare the epicurean meals. Jossy had attended a master class recently taught by a visiting Chef and since then insists that she be called Chef Jossy and has got herself a chef’s uniform. She has recently declared that her exotic crab curry is better than the one prepared by the so called Chef.
With all of this, Christmas will be an anti-climax. Fireworks that have had poor sales for the past four years will be in great demand. Booze sales have zoomed up and so has the buth packet trade. The greatest thing about the forthcoming election is that all are fired up, enjoying the mudslinging and slander, and will await with bated breath for 17th November to herald the new President of our nation.