Friday 29 July 2011

Need of national drug policies.

for the first time in world history a drug controller poly is brought back in mid nineties. I would like to dedicate its credit to the Professor senaka Bibilie. Many dont know about this character but his vision was not only aimed the Sri Lankan people. The real effect which can be made by a fully legislated policy, could have make a big difference in today competitive drug market. According to the policy the drugs are should be in high standards. The quality of the drug is not be determined by the producer or the country which the drug is produced. With a equal quality of drug production there is no urge to write a brand name on a drug and put a extra expenses on the innocent patients. According to the plan the a drugs's generic name can be only used in pharmacies, clinics and in hospitals. So the drug producers are passively forced to print the generic drug name without printing a brand name on a drug. Then An every country can establish a Central Drug controlling agency (CDCA) by the agency can determined and control the drugs which the country produce and the drugs which import from another country. By this agency every country gets the power to distribute drugs only with generic name. So the generic named drug prices will be very low in price than the branded drugs. This policy completely aimed the people who are living in the developing countries. In these countries the annual income of a person is low. What Professor Bibile wanted to do is reduce the drug prices and ease the lord on the people. Governments took the responsibility to make the policy active. But the developing resistance from foreign drug companies through foreign governments and direct influences on the health sector by those companies made the project one of the weak projects. Even WHO has no clear view of this policy. Who doesn't define in which side are they working. (In the peoples side or in the private health provider's side ). In such a sad background of impossibilities of direct decision making by governments, national health policies and world health organization made the golden theory a useless one. But even for today we are not late to activate the bibile's drug policy and give benefits to people. This idea should be conceder and re conceder by the  authorities. In such a day these good ideas have a real place national health systems will be far better than the current health care facilities.

Saturday 23 July 2011

Definition to a perfect dream

In my life there were no many big dreams. many of them a really smaller than others dreams who were in the same age. I was always in aware about my family financial state. I can still remember my dream about a mountain bicycle. It became true when I was 15 or 16 years old.(True I had a small cycle/chopper). I told about my dream to my parents. but I never forced them to do it. I can still remember how determined them were about me. I have my own sister and my own brother. I love them. But the real meaning of a love to a brother or a sister  I understand now. At this moment im very far from my family so I know what a family really meaning. I understand how important is the family is. From my child hood there were no my requests to my family to buy toys(From me. im not talking about my brother/he is a good guy). When I was just 13 years old I could understand all the financial problems in my family so I blocked 90% of my dreams and locked them. I asked only about my education needs. the problems was that time my education was not a good one. A parent's meeting means a killing day for me. My teachers blamed to my parents because I was a weak student. I came to the Mahanama college when I was 7 years old. I left Malwana village school. Its not because I like to leave it, but pure desire of my beloved parents to give me a good education. Now as a 26 year old boy I think they were correct. They always love me. Mahanama is the place I learn about the society a lot. There were many cults. The cult of bright and English fluent is was the leading one.(This is till 5th class) I always respect my teachers but I should tell the were so delight to teach this language to the English fluent students. But to me an some others this was a hell of a 40 minutes. Because im from a village there no one speak english, and the group of near by area students also suffered with same problems. Teachers thought all of us comming from a one family. That was the biggest mistake. But after 5th class(Yea I failed from the scholarship examination). Failing the scholarship exam and the changes in this city school curricula kindles situations. Some times beatings by teachers because we were weak students made a depression in my mind. same repeat  and increased these kind of situations made some psychic traumas to me.(Once teacher once named me as a student without parents.) I keep my gratitude to Mahanama even between such negative conditions it was a nice shelter to my education. After 11th class many of the blames to my parents in the parents meetings stopped. That time I was a hard worker. I did my best to get in to the Medical college but I wasn't successful.  After my third attempt My parents sent to me to Russia. To have medical education. This part of the story ends now.
Another part starts. when I was doing my A/L exams My grand father left the world. One of the people who inspired me except my father. When I went to my vacation 3 years ago when I was saying good bye to return to Russia grand mother wished me and told me son you wont see me again. she was correct.
In a day im so old and going to die. Some one ask what kid of a dream would you like to see in my last days night this is my answer.-My grand mother and grand father infront of my house. as usually grand father walking or working in the garden. Im sitting in a bench between my father and mother. my brother and sister playing in the garden. grand mother and grand father in a discussion. its a evening. sky is pink and purple in color. And im going to the most sweetest sleep in my life. im so happy.

Friday 22 July 2011

Memorizing heroes among students


A small story about some real sri lankan students who were in Kursk a long ago.
Wring this letter to reveal the real ability and the real fights for living. I don’t have any desire to insult anny sri lankan tamil student or a Sinhala student in this letter. This is a collection of their stories. There were main three characters in the story. As in my story too. The names are not real but the story line is a pure one.  Gananathan and Wasanthan were two tamil students who came to Kursk State Medical University around ten years ago. As usually their sri lankan contractors (People who sent them here) very clever.  Each student had paid 6000$ at the beginning. Their contractors told them this is the course fee. Gananathan Wasanthan paid this money individually. Gananathan had no parents. Their sri lankan contractors lied to them. They thought 6000$ is the last payment to do to be a doctor. The nice thing was they were convinced by some cheaters to believe their course fee as 6000$.
They came to Kursk in a nice winter time and started their studies here.  The real face of the international education met them after one year. Gananathan and Wasanthan were astonished when the university (Yes the same university KSMU, our Alma Mater) asked money for the further education. They became mad. Time passed little by little. They tied to earn money .They new what are the hunger pains means. They knew how hard to live 3 days with few kopeks in their pockets. But the determined nice fellows started the fight against the cruel environment. Gananathan started to cook and sail fast food, Wasanthan was a little weak but he was in the fight. Wasanthan later took a decision to marry a Russian girl because this may give some relief to his crucial problems. Think about a person without food. As the writer I have felt it. Some of my cooking mates now these situations.  They felt the same pains but not long like Wasanthan.  
Wasanthan one day went to one friend’s house just for a visit. It was a day time.  Friend Asked “hey brother do you need something to eat? “Did you take your lunch?” Wasanthan told the truth. They were starving for two days the only food was Russian Black bread.(I never forget this food for my life time).His friend became so sad. He cooked and fed Wasanthan and asked about the problem. The girl having her menses he doesn’t have buy the utilities. The friend bought the necessary things from the shop and he bought a chicken and rice too. Wasanthan was so thankful to the friend. As the writer I really respect that Russian girl who took such difficulties in their marriage life. Today such girls are very rare. Even Russians will prove my pint. But the life of wasanthan  was filled with many difficulties  he couldn’t earn enough to pay the tuition fees. That time the immigration rules were not so strict as today. Wasanthan escaped to France with her girl friend. One day he called that Sri lankan student who helped him when he was in a critical condition.  He told”Brother I came to France with my wife. We have jobs now brother if you need some help tell me I will send money”. Jananathan ended his medical education and started a new life. He didn’t forget the people helped him. But a student came to be a doctor change his way due to financial problems, helplessness and strict and cruel administration of the university. I stop with the wasanthan’s story now. Gananathan was a bright student. He studied cooked, delivered them, and worked as a waiter in a Sri Lankan café. He earned as much as he can but it wasn’t sufficient to pay the course fee on time. Gananathan also said good bye to medical education later. When he was in second year Gananathan decided to stop his education and face his destiny. He didn’t had his parents even. Se the cruel attitudes of the society, cruel characteristics of the educational institutions and hard social conditions changed their way. But they never defeated. Some news from Canada and france Germany confirm that they are spending a good time there. In my memory there were many like this from our own country. Im not insulting them. I consider them as heroes in my time.  Getup at 2 am cooking, delivering, selling products even in the lecture halls, 1.5km walk to buy  several bundles of Cocacola, Pepsi, Milk and etc to keep a small profit(our third character Menaka). A profit not spent to a beer bottle. Hardly earned profit for education. When the professors throw their students (their children) out from the classes these heroes dedicated their enjoyable student life nice chats, material discussions, romances, sports and everything what they had as a university student.  Hey you! You don’t have your class permission go out? We go out from the class. We blame no one. I think in another way these make real doctors.  I do not appreciating my administration.  They could have made a big difference but they don’t do it. Always such changes start from the small people like us specially students, the level of people who really suffer because of useless rules. Students should learn well. Some day there me be a wave of change. Then most of us can join with it and can support to the real fight of Gananathan’s  wasanthan’s and many others which I didn’t mentioned here. French revolution is a good example. 

First foot print on the moon.(In a celebration day morning)


Celebrating the first footprint on the moon.
Long time a go people thought the bright prince in the sky is a good. Some worshipped it as a good. There are tousands of cave arts which blongs to many civilizations mentioning moon. Moon may be the most faciationg thing thing in the sky in our childhood too. My own mother and grandmother have tought me meny  stories about the moon. Its wonderful when your culture has a big bond with the moon like my one. 
Astrologists tried to do many calculations about the moon and take the moon surface to a map. Many accuratelty calculated its orbit around the earth. With the biginning of the mechanical revolution man tried to expand their abilities beyond the atmosphere as a result many developing countries that time started their ouwn space programmes. Soviets took the lead. First space sattelite, First man to explore the outer space, first women to explore the outwr airspace and  first unmanned machin to land on the moon.
From american side, they were very active but a little late they achieved the same goals always. First man to be in the space from america was John Glen. Both Yuri Gagarin and Glen heros for me. I don’t see a big change between them. Yea. I don’t care about the political back grounds which they were belonged. 
Any way Americans needed to get the leading role in air space revolution so they increased the numbers  of the funds fore the aerospace programs by many folds. The number of the experiments increased by many folds. Robert Godard became the father of the modern rocket. As I mentioned in a previous letter white man is very clever. They totoally forgot the chinese primitive rocket. The grand father of all the rockets. Any way we have been convinced to tranfere the credit to robert godard. Its not a big thing. 
It’s the biggest  dream our ancestots saw. Landing on the moon. In a summer time, addressing a huge crowd America's youngest president declaired to send an american man to the moon.
But he knew it’s the most defficult challenge a president and a country can take. The most curiuos thing about the man is he is too much curious. When he start some thing atleast 80% of people who took part of the program expect a good result. If the result=0. Then what? They use all the other ways. This is how the man became the owner of the earth. He didn’t changed by a environment much, but he changed the environment a lot. Man became the unchallengeble creature in the universe.
In a day like today(21 July 1969) our grand parents and parents heard the voice of Niel armstrong from the moon from a radio receiver in a rural village.  After all,the wise man  (the most clever group of humans on the earth/ the best group of children of our fore fathers)kept his own foot print on the greyish sands of the moon. Neil Amstrong told that this is a small step but it will be a great start for the future world.
After these there were 6 successful moon landings by NASA. 
But the man didn’t say this is enaugh. The real man who is empowering us always tell us to go further. This is not actually the mans will. We like every thig. That’s the main thin. In any circumstance man act as a greedy person. He will never say this is enaugh for me. So our next generations will slowly put their curious eyes to many dangerous, some times to many amazing places. They would try to win and conquor the univers. This is some thih our fore fathers knew. But we forgot it.
-Man can explore, travle, map and change some parts of the universe. But he will never win it. On the earth every where we can find Ants. Did they won this word?
Einstein proved the limit of the speed. Yea it’s the speed of the light. But the actual thing what he said is no one can attain the speed of the light.
Lets asume if I have a rocket which has a 90% of the spped of light. If im traveling to the nearest star it will take more than 9 years. Accordind to the same physics  I will understand that my life clock was a slow one durin the travel.Later I will see my relatives so older than I expected. So If we get the ability to travel in a speed which is near to the speed of life after 40 year space travel we wont find our sweet relatives again. Some times I may see my own son's Memoriel in the grave yard.Wining the universe is a great dream. It will never come true. but we can understannd what are the meximum limits of humans. One can go for a such a long trip, but he will never find his beloved once againe when he returns. 
Univers is always bigger and amazing than we expect.

Saturday 2 July 2011

Интервью с Богом (interview with God )

words of this song is very important to a successful life. just read it with the nice music. you will learn something. Learning is a lifetime process.

Ed Sheeran - The A Team (Official Music Video) OUT NOW!


I like this song because this song fill my heart with sorrow. I thought I never blame or hate any girl or any boy who is asking some money on the road. Man tried to make this world so comfortable. So convenient everyday life. Thing what happen was it became more and more complicated. No one can understand where is the politics, the true technology, the true comfort. Fore sure this world its very difficult to find a good heart.

White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries

And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/e/ed_sheeran/the_a_team.html ]
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries

And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of grams
But she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upperhand
Go mad for a couple of grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
Angels to fly, to fly, to fly
Angels to die