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Jokes apart – Life’s like that - Sent in by Nihal D. Amerasekera
Our old pardner ND is quick on the draw. Here's the first one under the new category. Thank you ND.
Jokes apart – Life’s like that
The word anticipation bring back memories
ofCeylon and an old Copper.To ride a cycle at night a light was
required.A manwas cycling along Baseline Rd as the sky
suddenly darkened just before the rain. He didn’t have a cycle lamp. A
Policeman stopped him. The cyclist spoke in English saying “I didn’t anticipate the rain” . The
policemanwas a rustic and was
non-plussed. He blurted “ anty – ta- saneepa naththang - yanna” and let the man
go on his way.
In old Colonial Ceylon a lawyer was cycling with
his cigarette on his lips. That was then a symbol of affluence and of
style.It was a dark night.A policeman stoppedand questioned him about his cycle lamp and
pressed charges.At Hultsdorp Courts, the lawyer argued his own case. He
argued “ the law states that a cyclist
must carry a light at night”. He showed his cigarette and said “this was my
light that eventful night”. After much deliberation the defendant was acquitted
and the law was later changed appropriately. This is not a joke but a fact.
As a final year medical student I was at
the Jeewaka Buddhist Hostel in Turret Road (renamed Dharmapala Mawatha) almost opposite theLiberty Cinema.That was a time of hard work and of good
clean fun. Upali Wijeratne alias Cunningham was alsoa Jeewakite. We examined patients late into
the evening and were returning back to the hostel, cycling along Turret Road. My
borrowed bike had a lamp but
Cunningham’scycle didn’t, but he carried
a torch (used to test the pupils). A policeman stopped usand asked Cunningham about his cycle
lampwho then showed him his torch. The
Policeman said” The lamp must be attached to the cycle”. Cunningham in his
inimitable cheeky style said “ The torch is attached to me and I am attached to
the cycle. So the torch is attached to the cycle.” Those were the days when a
“doctor” could do no wrong. Cunningham displayed his stethoscope and went on to
say how he saved lives on a daily basis. The Cop listened with bated breath and
Cunningham was let off with a gentle caution. This too is no joke but a fact
with just a few embellishments for good effect.
A surgeon on his ward rounds came to a
patient with severe diabetes. He told the patient “ I have some good news and
some bad news. To give the bad news first We have to amputate both your legs”. The news hit him like a bolt of
lightening.Thesurgeon waited a few minutes until the
patient composed himself.Then the
surgeon went on“The good news is that
the patient in the next bed is willing to buy your shoes”.
I know it is rather crude to make fun of
such a serious situation. This illustrates my pointabout jokes on the Blog – where do you draw