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ගරිල්ලා Marketing

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මේ දවස් වල campus එක Marketersලාගෙන් පිරී ඉතිරී ඇත.ඇතැම්හු T-shirt විකුණති, තවත් අය පෑන් විකුණති, තවත් අය නාට්‍ය ප්‍රවේශ පත්‍ර විකුණති. මොවුන් ක්‍රියාත්මක වන්නේ group වශයෙනි. කැන්ටිමට ඇතුළුවූ විටම ඇවිත් වට කරගනිති.යාළුකමට නොගෙනත් බැරිය.නමුත් එක්අයකුගෙන් ගත් විට අනිත් අයගෙන් ඇනුම් පදද ඇසිය යුතුය.

මෙච්චර කල් පොඩි බැච් එකවු පිරිස දැන් level 2 එකට පැමිණ ඇත.ඔවුන්ගේ තැන අළුත් බැච් එකක් ගෙන ඇත. දැන් පොඩි බැච් එකටද පොඩි බැච් එකක් සිටියි.දැන් කට්ටියව department වලට බෙදා ඇත. සම්ප්‍රදායානුකූලව department එකේ seniorsලා පොඩි බැච් එකට නයිට් එකක් දියයුතුය.

නයිට් එකක් දීම මහා භාරදූර කටයුත්තකි. හොඳ තැනක් සොයා ගත යුතුය, කෑම ඇණවුම් කලයුතුය, transport organize කල යුතුය, invitation ගැසිය යුතුය, විවිධ video නිෂ්පාදනය කල යුතුය, කොටින්ම කියතොත් ජරමර ගොඩකි. මේවට ඉතින් කොහෙන්ද සල්ලි? මේ සියළු marketersලා උත්සාහ කරන්නේ මෙම නයිට් එකක් දීමේ අරමුණ සාක්ෂාත් කරගැනීම උදෙසා අරමුදල් එකතු කිරීමටයි.

Department දෙකක් පෑන් ගසා ඇත (අපේ එකත් ඇතුළුව).හැමෝටම පෑන් පෙට්ටියක් ලැබී ඇත.එක පෙට්ටියක පෑන් 60කි. පෑනක මිළ රු.20කි. හැමෝම අන්තිමට රු.1200 ලබා දියයුතුය. අතින් පාඩු නොවීම සඳහා හැමෝම පෑන් විකිණීමට නොගන්නා උත්සාහයක් නැත.සමහරෙක් පරම සත්‍ය අවබෝධ කරගෙන ඇත.එනම් පෑන් සියල්ල විකුණාගත නොහැකිව අනිවාර්යයෙන් අතින් පාඩු වන බවය (දෙගොල්ලම පෑන් 10,000කට ආසන්න ප්‍රමාණයක් ගසා ඇත.එකේ සිසුන් ගණනද 5000කට ආසන්නය.ඉතිරි 5000 කාට විකුණන්නද?).මගේ එක් මිතුරෙක් මෙම පාඩුව අවම කරගැනීමට අපූරු උපායක් යොදා ඇත.ඔහු දැන් පෑන් තුනක් රු.50කට විකුණයි.පෑන් සියල්ල විකුණුනහොත් පාඩු වන්නේ රු.200කි. ඔහුට තව විකිණීමට ඉතිරිව ඇත්තේ පෑන් 6ක් පමණි.

තවත් එකමිතුරෙක් දණහිසේ ආබාධයකට ගොදුරුවී ඇත.එමනිසා ඔහුට පෑන් විකිණීමට දැඟලිය නොහැක. එම්නිසා මොහුත් පෑන් විකිණීමට නියම ක්‍රියාමාර්ගයක් අනුගමනය කරයි. Campus එකේ ප්‍රධාන Y මංසන්ධියක් ඇත. දෙකට බෙදුණු පාරවල් අතර තණකොළ වවා ඇති අතර එතැන බැම්මකින් වට කල එක ලොකු ගසකි. මොහු බැම්ම මත වාඩිවී පාරවල් දෙකෙහිම ගමන් කරන යළුවන්ට හා අළුත්ම බැච් එකේ අයට කතාකරයි.ළඟට එන කිසි කෙනෙකුට පෑනක් නොගෙන මොහුගෙන් ගැලවීයාමට නොහැක.

නාට්‍ය ප්‍රවෙශ පත්‍ර විකුණන්නේ electrical department එකයි.නාට්‍ය ප්‍රවේශ පත්‍රයක් රු.100කි. එමනිසා මෙය විකිණීම හැමොටම කලනොහැක. මන්දයත් රු.100 campus එක තුල ලොකු ගණනකි. මෙයින් වේල් දෙකක් කා plain T කිහිපයක්ද බීමට හැක. එමනිසා department එකේ හැමෝගෙම යහළුවන් වන පිරිස අනිත් අයගේ ticket පොත්ද එකතු කරගෙන විකුණති. මේ අය campus එකේ එළ පොරවල් ලෙසට පිළිගෙන ඇති උදවියයි. එමනිසා කිසිවෙකුත් එවැන්නෙකුගේ ඉල්ලීම අහක දමන්නේ නැත.

මට ලැබුණු පෑන් පෙට්ටියේ තව පෑන් 30ක් පමණ ඉතිරී වී ඇත.බොහෝ දිනවල එම පෙට්ටිය මට බෝඩිමේ අමතක වේ. එමනිසා තව වසර කීපයකට මට පෑන් කඩෙන් ගැනීමට අවශ්‍ය නොවන බව පැහැදිලිය.

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Giving Up

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what's the point of painting them anyway? the guys are just waiting for a clear space aren't they? If they paint it anything written first would be highlighted, at least this way the graffiti artist has to have good talent to make his mark.

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The Childhood Ends

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How do people work without vacations (I mean long ones)? That I've always wondered since I was a small child. During school days we are always waiting for the holidays to come, so no matter how hard the work became we always managed to draw some comfort by reminding ourselves that the holidays are coming nearer. And when they came it was 2months of playing, going on trips and just pure idling. But I've never seen an employed person enjoy such freedom (unless they get fired, in which case they become unemployed). So how do employed people manage to go on and on everyday from 9am – 6pm without feeling miserable?


What might be my last long holiday (2 ½ months) ends on the 14th of September as uni starts on that day. And I find myself dreading the end of the vacation, wondering whether it's the last, and asking myself whether I managed to enjoy every moment of it. How will I survive once I'm employed?

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Pen Drives: How to Lose One

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Long gone are the days when 1.44mb floppies ruled the standards of portability. Nowadays its even hard to find a PC or a Laptop with a floppy drive. But the thing about usb drives (or pendrives or thumb drives or whatever you wish to call them) is that they are soooo easy to lose. I'm currently going on my 5th because of this matter.


The first one I got had a capacity of 64mb that was in 2004 (and the damn thing cost rs.3500, that was for getting through O/Ls). In school this device was a blessing. It was so easy to conceal so the prefects couldn't find them. So I managed to increase my collection of mp3s considerably using this (those were the days of the dial-up so downloading a mp3 was a costly business). But then my father also started to see the uses of this device. Now he could work at home and take all those stuff back to office in this magical device (initially he was totally opposed to spending rs. 3500 on this small device). So he decided why buy a new one when there is already one at home. So he started "borrowing" it, and after a couple of days forgot it in office, and the pen drive was never seen again.


So no pen drive till I got to campus. When I first got in to campus I thought this was downloading heaven (boy was I wrong, during day time I rarely see speeds above 20kBps) so I decided to buy a larger capacity pen drive preferably 1GB(by this time pen drive prices had come down) . But I made the mistake of going with my father so after listening to the prices and figuring out that that 512mb one was cheaper he said, ඔච්චර එකක් ඕනෙද? (which means I think the 512mb one is more than enough). So I had to settle on the 512mb (Thank God the shop didn't have 256mb pens). Then couple of months later I heard my mother complaining that a piece of the washing machine had come off (මෙන්න washing machine එකේ කෑල්ලක් කැඩිලා!!). True enough she was holding few fragments of a circuit. However one piece showed a remarkable resemblance to a usb connector, then it dawned on me that I probably must had left the pendrive in the pocket of my denim. I quickly looked inside the washing machine and found other pieces of incriminating evidence which I quickly disposed of before my father saw them (also managed to get that usb connector thingy from my mother). Then I joined her in blaming the washing machine.(However a friend of mine managed to salvage a pen drive after it was put in the washing machine, he was lucky twice.)


Again no pen drive. But now the pendrive had become a crucial part in my life. So after saving for a couple of weeks I managed to finance a new one and this time 2GB. By that time I had managed to persuade my father to get ADSL, so had a healthy collection of movies. So my boarding mate and I used to swap pen drives when we were going home (since the capacities were same we couldn't be bothered to transfer movies from mine to his and vice versa). By now I was a bit more responsible and from experience (see above) I knew put the pen drive in my pocket was not a good idea. So I used to put it in my bag. One day (this was after about a year) when I got home no pen drive (I had swapped pen drives as well, so the lost pen drive belonged to my boarding mate, more serious). Upon further inspection of the bag I discovered a small hole at the bottom just enough for a pen to fit through (talk about being a victim of circumstances, ආයේ ඉතින් කොහෙ කියල හොයන්නද?). So what to do, I told him to keep mine.


Then I went and bought a very cheap Chinese pendrive (2GB again). However this too didn't last long (and mind you the cheap technology didn't play a part). Thanks to the huge number of assignments and course works that needs to be submitted I have to visit communication shops a lot to get printouts while in campus (although I have a printer at home it's much more cheaper to print from outside, hp cartridges are more expensive then the printer). There I left the pen drive on the computer (and needless to say when I got back it wasn't there).


So I decided no more pendrives for me. I started working on google docs to prevent carrying stuff with me, no more movies , no more music or any other cool things, and most importantly no more worries. Plus there was also the added advantage of less virus attacks to my pc. But recently a friend presented me a pen drive (4GB, he had no idea about my history with pen drives). Until now it's NOT lost (oh I did manage to lose it's cover/clip) :) .

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හැමදාම නෑ හැමතැනම නෑ

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මෙවන් දර්ශන e-mail වල you-tube එකේ දැක ඇත්තෙමි, නමුත් සියැසින් දුටු මුල්ම අවස්ථාවයි. මෙම වාහනය මෙම රූපය ගන්නා මොහොතේදී අසල සිටි ත්‍රී රෝද රථ රියදුරන්ගේ හා parking ticket කඩන කාන්තාවගේ උපහාසයට ලක්වි තිබුණි (මෙමගින් අනිත් වාහන නැවැත්වීමට ඉඩ අඩු වන නිසා ඇයට මදක් තරහ ඇවිස්සීද තිබුණි). නමුත් වැඩි දුර සිතා බැලීමේදී මෙය හේතු දෙකක් නිසා සිදුවිය හැකි බව වැටහිණි.


*රියදුරාට වාහනය reverse කිරීමට ඇති අකමැත්ත හෝ නොහැකියාව
*මෙම වාහනය නවත්වන මොහොතේ
වෙන කිසිදු වාහනයක් නොතිබීම නිසා රියදුරු වාහනය මෙලෙස පාරේ අයිනට කර නවත්වා යෑම

හේතුව මින් කුමක් විය හැකිද?



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Ask For More!!!

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Has anybody watched Spellbinders – The Land of The Dragon Lord? There in that series I can remember the existence of an oracle which governed the way of life of those people. It was the oracle that chose what crops to be farmed, the places to live in and most importantly the professions that each person should pursue. That way every person was guaranteed a job and there was no unemployment, people may not have been happy for what was chosen for them but however they had some job. I think we Sri Lankans also need an oracle, coz time and again we have proven that we are unable to make decisions about our lives.


Today I saw a news story of some unfortunate people. A temporary shelter housing unemployed graduates, in Aesthetic studies who were protesting for teaching positions was removed from in front of the Fort Railway station in compliance to a court order. Those poor souls portrayed a sorry sight. Some females had attended that protest with their small kids (Although I'm no child psychologist I don't think that this is a place where a child should be brought to.) These days such protests by unemployed graduates have become a common site, and most people don't give a shit to such protests as well. These guys are not the first set of protestors and most certainly won't be the last as well. These things get shown on several channels, and the convener (කැඳවුම්කරු) gets to address the public (probably the highest point in his entire life) and everybody just forgets about it. These are the best minds in the country who have got through the local A/Ls, the universities and now should be working on the development of the country.


But how did these people get there in the first place, do we ever worry about that? When it comes to choosing a profession or a career path there are two basic things to consider (in my opinion). Firstly whether you like doing it and secondly (sometimes most importantly) whether there are employment opportunities in that field of study (for example I highly doubt whether anybody would be able to earn a decent living these days if they majored in Pali considering the fact that Pali is a dead language). This certainly is not child's play you need to find out how current professionals in that field are doing, new developments in that field, and the overall direction of that field (With the boom in communication technology, World Wide Web, if you can't find that information then it's a shame). This is a decision you have to make for yourself. Ultimately it's you who have to find employment.


But being Sri Lankans we assume that we can study anything we want since it's the government duty to find us employment. I mean come on, the government does more than enough for us, we get free education from the primary until passing out as a graduate, clothing materials, free textbooks, free health care, so what more can we ask for? ( I personally think Sri Lankans are living example of the Pepsi slogan "Ask For More" coz that seems to be the only thing we are capable of doing).


However it must be also said that no professional guidance has been received by the students on this matter. Unfortunately most kids have never even heard of Career Guidance (this in no wonder when some schools don't even have teachers of regular subject, therefore those kids getting results to even enter universities should be really praised)


The government's responsibility lies here. Currently all students who wish to apply for local university courses must obtain a handbook/manual (or whatever you may prefer to call it) from the University Grants Commission. This book contains information about various courses. However no details of current employment statistics, improvements in the field are mentioned. I guess including that information in that manual would be beneficial (this book is not given away free so it won't hurt to add some extra details in to it, especially if it helps students.). Also addition of some knowledge about the future of areas of study in to the school curriculum would also help a lot.


To most children obtaining entrance to university is something that they have worked for in their entire life. They assume everything is going to be just fine after that. Therefore it's really sorry to see some graduates losing their way after reaching that dream.


note: image scanned from Divaina 09/08/2009

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Contributing to the Growth of the Photocopy Industry

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Opening up a little shop with a few photocopy machines near an educational institute preferably a government campus paves the way to fast riches. There are no seasonal variances in sales since the academic calendar of different batches or departments are not uniform. Therefore when one department/batch is on vacation others may be having exams. (The examination eve brings students pouring to these little shops to make sure they have all the notes, past papers, some students in their desperation photocopy whole books at that last moment. Only god knows whether they can go through all those notes. But nevertheless it's a peace of mind atleast to have all the notes with you even though you don't go through most of them.)


So within an year the little shop which started with a several photocopy machines in a dark dirty space, has many computers, broadband services and air conditioning, with several personnel to run the machines. Such is the opportunity for expansion in the market. (Recently one shop relocated to a bigger place to facilitate the growing number of customers, and one of friends known as the king was invited to the opening as he is a very frequent visitor.)


When in school I rarely had the need to photocopy notes. Bulk of what was said in the class was comprehendible and notes were made with a general understanding. Since the period was only 40mins even if we didn't understand anything it was still bearable. Also cutting classes had to be done with care since getting caught by a teacher or a prefect could land you in trouble, therefore cutting the class was kind of a last resort thing.


With the entrance in to uni this whole system changed. Here I met a set of people called lecturers of who most had the incredible ability to bore your pants off. (I am referring to most here as there are a few very good lecturers). Some have the extra capability to teach something so that you won't understand a thing. The two hour lecture periods did nothing to help as well. Therefore even if I'm in class most of the time my note has no academic value. (Some of my friends take this time in the lecture hall to catch up on the countless hours of sleep they have missed.)


There are also others who feel that there calling is elsewhere than in the lecture room (I also feel this at times). This where the so-called great freedom at the university becomes a blessing. If you don't want to stay in class then there is nothing stopping you from leaving. A mix of boredom, dissatisfaction, depression motivates others to not to attend lectures. (In my department there is one guy who doesn't have time to come as he is always busy attending funerals)


But unfortunately we all need the notes sooner or later to sit for the exam. That is when all hell breaks lose. Sometimes it's really hard to find a complete set of notes as we find out that none have attended lectures or because even the few who went have no clue as to the subject matter. So you end up photocopying what ever you can find. Most of the time photocopies of photocopies are made. (I once had to photocopy from a photocopy of my own notes as I friend lost my book which I gave for him to photocopy.)


By now with experience most photocopy shop owners know what kind of notes have the highest demand. So they themselves make an extra copy of a note or a book which arrives at their shop frequently and put up a poster about it. (Man these guy know their customers, these are the homegrown marketing gurus)


Wow it really scares me to think that photocopier very nearly didn't make it to the market, as the inventor of the photocopier Chester Carlson was turned down by over 20 companies, including IBM and General Electric neither of which believed there was a significant market for copiers. What ever would have happened to us he gave up then.


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Getting there on Time

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When we are going to think of the time to do something there are two times we have to consider the Actual Time & Sri Lankan Time. (It becomes three if we consider auspicious times/රාහු කාලය as well)

Sri Lanka as a nation is late. We all know it, and all of us contribute towards it. We are late when it comes to bringing on important education reforms, important laws (seat belt law for example), responding to critical situations. But most of all when it comes to going to a place on time we are late (including me).

From the tender years of our lives we are told many things about punctuality and all of us remember the wise words of our elders. One favorite quote is “Value of time is equal to the value of gold/ කාලය රන් හා සමානයි”. So we all know the virtues of working on time. But the thing is we never make an effort to be somewhere on time. Unless we know that we have to make a very good impression. (Job interviews and exams are not the only to be on time.)

There are several reasons for being late, one being our laziness. On a day without traffic I can go to university in about 30mins if I travel by car. So this is the time I allocate for my trip to university every day I go in a vehicle. I’m too lazy to consider factors such as weather, traffic , accidents. So when these factors are adverse I’m late. (so I have to spend the extra time to come up with colorful excuses to tell the lecturers as the reason for being late.)

Another reason for being late (which by the way is very popular) is that we think that others would be late. We see this especially when it comes to departing on a trip. During my whole life I have never left on a trip on time. So most people come late intentionally because they think others will come late. These people even go to the extent of making fun of the people who actually came on time (“අපි දන්න හින්ද තමයි වෙලවට ආවෙ නැත්තෙ”).

(When I was small in about year 7 or year 8, when it was the day to go on the class trip I wanted to leave home as early as possible, I really thought my whole class would come on time and would leave without me. So being there on time was a serious business. I used to freak out, urging my father to get ready saying that he’s going to make me late, and if I’m really lucky I would get to leave the house by the time I was supposed to be in school. And when I got to school I find myself belonging to the few people who came early. I would be so angry with my class mates. I would also find out that I have left some important stuff at home in my haste to leave home. Now it’s my father’s time to yell at me for all the nagging and bothering I did earlier. This is how I picked up the habit of intentionally being late.)

There are also some who think it’s fashionable to be late, and then get all the attention of some place. I think it were the politicians who were the trendsetters this time. When it came to gracing an occasion they were always late. I remember waiting and waiting during prize givings at school waiting for the relevant politicians to come. (I’m sure my thoughts during those moments, which mind you were long, would have brought many ill effects to the parents’ of those politicians.)

Guys used to employ this technique a lot to during A/Ls classes to make sure the girls knew that they existed. (Nowadays we seem to have outgrown that habit. But I’m certain the current A/Ls students have taken up this, to replace us.)

And for all those humble souls who get late thanks to feeble memories, well I feel for you. You just can’t help being late.

Since i myself is guilty of being late, i don't think i'm in any position to offer advice on the matter. So if some one does have advice it would be appreciated.

Remember “Better late than never, but never late is better”.

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Oh those Troublesome Beggars

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To get from university to my house I have to take a minimum of 3 busses no matter what route I take. Each day I travel by bus, I lose about Rs.5 – Rs. 15 thanks to beggars. Statistically I meet a minimum of 1 beggar each day during my return journey. Since I go to university early in the morning, in crowded busses I don’t meet any on my way to campus. (this is the time I meet pick pocket guys, so I have constantly touch both my trouser pockets to make sure my purse and phone are still there.)

Beggars come in various shapes and sizes and but usually with the same old story. Some have incurable diseases, others have a big family to feed, and some have just lost their job, these are the common stories. Some have hideous and scary skin diseases that people would give him anything to make him get off. There are also the singers. They get on the bus with some instrument and drive us to the very edge of insanity by singing something which is so out of tune. (Now I know how Asterix a.k.a Suura Pappa and Obelix a.k.a Jim Pappa must’ve felt when Cacofonix a.k.a Kaako Pappa was singing) And beggars even threaten and insult people when they don’t give money. (And all people just let them do it).

Then there is the occasional English speaking beggar. He is usually a security officer or a clerk who lost his job at some government institution. (Well that is according to them.) Sri Lankans think that if somebody can speak English that person has a better social standing. It is this thinking that this beggar wants to exploit. They hope that English will help them to convince people of their story.

The interesting thing about most of these people are that they have the strength in their arms and legs to do something useful to the society other than living off our hard earned money. (Well I must admit that they also earn money through hard work, gosh getting in the right bus with the right amount of people and then yelling away is hard work.) But I guess they earn more through begging than they earn through some other job why else would they resort to begging.

Once a beggar with a very different story boarded the bus I was travelling. This was a young guy dressed in denims and this guy went on to elaborate how he didn’t complete his schooling properly as he got addicted to drugs, and how he was rehabilitated after getting caught to the police while stealing clothes. (At this point I was thinking ok now what is he coming to?) Then he asked the people for money saying it was their responsibility to give him money to stop him from going back on to drugs. (Man, what the hell?) I just couldn’t help laughing.

Until recently I was very careful when giving some change, and never ever gave money to kids because I’m of the opinion that if they go for easy cash they will never know the importance of education which is the only thing that can bring them out of this mess. But a question from a friend made me rethink about the whole thing. What if all these beggars resorted to stealing?

NOTE : While doing A/Ls one of my teacher’s said of a professor who actually lived for about an year like a beggar and then wrote a book about it. Those days I thought the man was nuts, totally jobless fellow. But here I am writing a blog post about them. (But these days I am having a vacation so I have to say that I am a bit jobless)

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Private Education is BAD (Well I don’t think so)

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Sri Lanka is one place where change is looked as something that is always bad. We see so many protests, hunger strikes, petition campaigns that it has become part of our lives. The situation is further worsened due to people who try to exploit this natural resistance to change within Sri Lankans for their own hidden agendas.

Not all change is good, and change for the sake of change is also bad. But we need change to move forward as a nation. Before changing anything else we need to change our attitudes.

One such attitude is that ALL PRIVATE EDUCATION IS BAD. This discussion has come to centre stage again due to talks about a private medical faculty in Malabe. Education is something that is always good, education is not only about learning a profession or a skill but true education is about opening your mind up for new ideas and broadening your horizons. The government universities can only accept a limited number of student and the facilities and resources are also limited. I myself is one of the lucky few, fortunate enough to enter one of the government universities. But what of the others who couldn’t?, should they serve us for the rest of their lives? Well I don’t think so.

People always ask “What Will Happen to the poor?” But look what’s happening now it’s the poor and medium class people that suffer. All the rich kids go abroad and learn whatever they want and the medium class students don’t get to do what they want. So the only option to them who don’t get selected to the local universities and still want to study is doing either IT, Management/Business or CIMA/CIM (Because those are the most popular private education options available). But that might not be what they want.

Ask your self would a child who always dreamed of becoming a Doctor or an Engineer all his/her life and just missed entrance to university by 0.01 marks wouldn’t they be happy to learn what they truly desire even through private education? Wouldn’t private education available for an affordable price right here in Sri Lanka help them?

The real issue is about selection. If all who get 3 passes at A levels are entitled for private education at this private Medical Faculty it would be very unfair for those who studied all those long sleepless nights to get through. (Coz I know that most who fail put a lot of effort in the wrong direction to fail.) So the criteria for selection should be an A level result which nearly missed entrance to medicine, and people with the capacity to reach a knowledge level as that which is required to enter a government university.

The same is true for all other professions, which may be offered privately.

So to me the idea as a whole seems good if executed properly. And as always these are my thought so obviously open for debate.

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