Veiled

Truth often is overlooked,
Obscured by well articulated lies.
And how do we define,
What an ornate mask could hide.
Often, the veiled reality dies.
Only the very wise, would discover,
The love beyond a mean demeanor,
The rust beneath a glossy veneer.
Only the very wise,
Would survive the arduous wait,
Till the clouds lift, for the veil of mist,
To drift off and uncover,
the unequivocal beauty of the rolling hills,
the many colored trees and flowers.
-shane-

“Life Has a Beautiful Crazy Design” – Amazing Day by Coldplay

Do excuse me as never have I ever tried to expound my feelings for a song before, well, but here we go for the first time. Mostly, those unique consortia of feelings that I associate with each and every song that I listen to, have always been constrained to the bounds of my own mind heretofore, and this would be the first time that I am letting them out in the open. Rock and alternative rock music have appealed to me very much ever since I discovered my love for English songs, and I guess I would never know where my music taste would wander off had I not discovered Coldplay

Discovering Coldplay music was a precious and pleasant landmark and it has intricately interwoven into every single moment of my life ever since, to the point where I cannot go two days straight without listening to Coldplay. Coldplay music is medicine to my heart, mind, and soul. As a lover of the written word, the magic in Coldplay songs, for me, lies in Chris Martin’s lyrical ingenuity. I am certain, the musical facet of their creations could very well be construed in more esoteric musical jargon by the people who are knowledgeable in the subject, but that isn’t me. However, even an amateur in music like myself can identify the unique sounds of Coldplay music with the very best in the genre. Although I could fill pages about how their music speaks to me, I am picking out just one song, for now, to elaborate a bit more about.

‘Amazing day’ is the ninth track of the seventh album of Coldplay, A Head Full of Dreams. I once watched a video of their  performance of this song in 2015 at Belasco Theatre, LA and immediately fell in love with it. The guitar intro into the song along with the initial beat completely mesmerised me, instantly, ascertaining the fact that I am about to be introduced into some real musical magic in the form of what would turn out to be, hands down, my favourite ever Coldplay song. The song, overall, speaks volumes of the ‘now’, appreciating the present moment and simply, how ‘amazing’ each day is. The song has a clear semblance of the theme ‘love’ with the lyrics describing the general actions and moments of a couple in a loving relationship who find utter comfort in each others company. 

"We sat on a roof, named every star,
Shared every bruise and showed every scar"

While this is the case, throughout the entirety of the four and a half minutes, there is a subtle undertone of ‘wish fulfillment’ or of ‘triumph’ as the lyrics unfold. Listening to Amazing day gives the feeling that something wonderful that is beyond belief has somehow ultimately happened. After braving through hardships (after bruises and scars) and endless anticipation(naming and counting stars), a dream had been fulfilled.

"Hope has its proof, your hand in mine”
“ And time seems to say, forget the world and its weight
  And here, I just wanna stay, Amazing day”

Well, isn’t that what we all hope for at the end of the day, to see what we can only visualize in our minds to manifest in reality. For me, that is what this song is all about, to have a glimpse at what it would be like to have your long-awaited dreams and hopes realized, to finally do what you’ve longed to achieve or to finally find the love that you have long desired. All and all, the song gives a very positive vibe that can fill one’s heart with hopefulness and it never fails to lift up my spirits and put me in a good mood if ever I am feeling despondent.

Coldplay has always been a tad heavy-handed when including the universe, stars, milky ways, and other celestial entities in their compositions which gives an overall ethereal quality to their lyrics, and this song definitely amplifies it, which is something that I really adore since I am a bit dreamy myself. There are two particular verses in the song that I really anticipate hearing every time that I play it. The first is in the second verse which goes as;

"The view, the whole milky way. 
In your eyes, I drifted away. 
In your arms, I just wanna sway. 
Amazing day. Amazing day”

These lyrics, along with the overlaying melody and music, for me, form a mystical concoction of feelings that makes me wanna be in that exact situation myself, and I think it can give ultimate mental comfort to whoever listening to that part (Of course, music speaks differently to different persons and your thoughts and mine might not be parallel regarding this verse, but I sure do find something beautiful and special in it). And the second one is the line; 

“ Life has a beautiful crazy design”

I have no explanation to give as to why I am attracted to these amazing words. I don’t know who could argue with the eternal truth that it reflects and it is truly amazing how such a deep universal concept can be compressed into a simple six-word phrase so easily. Can we ever really know how our lives would unfold, what surprises the future would bring or what setbacks are in store for all of us? No matter how negative or positive the things are gonna be, I always prefer to believe that it really is this crazy design of life itself that propels our days and nights forward, through good and bad, finally bringing out the best possible outcome for us all at the correct points in our lives, just as we deserve them and in proportion to the efforts we put in. All we have to do is to have faith in this process and hope for the very best in any given situation because life sure has a crazy way of delivering great things to all of us. This life ideal of mine resonates perfectly with this line and you can even find it in my social media status if ever you get a chance to check. 

“And I asked can the birds in poetry chime,
Can there be breaks in the chaos sometimes
Thank God, must have heard when I prayed,
Cause now I always wanna feel this way”

The song starts out slow and mellow, and toward the end, you can find a very powerful wordless verse, a loud, high-pitched emotional outburst which to my belief sums up all of the emotions, all of the happy energy that runs throughout the song. 

Following this, Chris Martin asks, “ Can there be breaks in the chaos sometimes?”. I believe we come across these kinds of beautiful moments, ever so rarely in life, these occasional moments of pure bliss where no chaos could exist, moments as described in this song when time stops and you wish for nothing else but to completely be immersed in that beautiful moment with the people you care about, those AMAZING DAYS that we could be wholeheartedly grateful for. These are the moments and memories that should be cherished for life through time and time. I guess that is why such an amazing song like this is totally MyCuppaTea.

Here’s another live performance of the song. Enjoy!!!

Here are the lyrics to the song…

We sat on a roof
Named every star
Shared every bruise and
Showed every scar
Hope has its proof
Your hand in mine, singing
Life has a beautiful, crazy design

And time seemed to say
Forget the world and its weight
And here I just want to stay
Amazing day
Amazing day

We sat on a roof
Named every star and
You showed me a place
Where you can be what you are

And the view
The whole Milky Way
In your eyes
I drifted away
And in your arms
I just want to sway
Amazing day
Amazing day
Amazing day
Amazing day

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, ooh

And I asked can the birds in poetry chime?
Can there be breaks in the chaos sometimes?
Oh, thanks God
Must have heard when I prayed
'Cause now I always want to feel this way
Amazing day
Amazing day
Amazing day
Amazing day
Yeah, today

There are beautiful bright light bulbs glistening in my chili pepper tree

Chili pepper has always been either red or green coloured for me until very recently. Never have I ever thought I would be so mesmerized by a purple-colored chili pepper. This is a very bright glowing purple color that I’m talking about, a kind of purple that would make you want to write a blog post about.

So, this chance encounter with this pepper tree happened about a year ago when we were visiting an old friend of my mother’s. I distinctly remember stepping into their garden and instantly gasping with bewilderment at the sight of this pepper tree which sported glistening balls of peppers in a spectrum of colors, much like beautiful bright light bulbs lit from its branches. I have never known a chili tree could be this beautiful and immediately decided I wanted this happy sight in my garden as well. So I courteously asked for a pod from the garden owner, the wife of my mother’s friend, in hope of generating some brand new seedlings. She was kind of reluctant at first (she had to get her husband’s permission first as well since apparently, this was the only successful plant among the many purple chili plants they’ve tried to grow in their garden) but eventually gave me one ripe pod.

After drying the seeds inside this pod, I planted them on a tray and watched them germinate, grow into delicate seedlings, then sprout leaves one by one. Observing this development became my daily obsession and also my peace of mind since watching things grow always gives me an unexplainable form of satisfaction. Eventually, they became old enough to be transferred into their new pots and at the end of the transfer, I had 37 potted chili pepper seedlings. But sadly not all of them survived their journey into maturity. In the face of unfortunate whitefly infestations, wilting and harassment from my pet puppy (he thought these pots are ideal potty spots and that the seedlings are his chew toys), 12 of them went on to flower and fruit, that too was not without difficulty. I used to check leaf by leaf for potential threats from whiteflies and aphids until the leaves became too numerous for me to manage by handpicking. Jetting water out of a spray bottle worked well on expelling the whiteflies and a soap solution worked on the notorious aphids like a charm. I was completely over the moon when little purple flowers popped up in the trees and the actual magic happened when they turned into fruits! My little mission was a success and I now have 12 purple chili pepper plants that are perfectly lit with colorful chilies in my garden that I care for like absolute treasures. The above garden owner’s fear of parting with even one of her pods was very well justified considering the amount of effort I had to put into bringing these pepper plants to life.

Although I don’t know the exact name of the breed, this chili pepper is a purple variety of “nai miris” (Capsicum fruescens) and it has to be an ornamental hybrid pepper breed (given their awesome colors) as opposed to its green “nai miris” counterparts. When the pods mature, the shift in colors from bright beautiful purple to pink to white to yellow to orange to an unbelievable bright crimson to ultimately bright scarlet was delightful. Imagine all of these colors displayed simultaneously in one plant and it’s nothing short of a vista from a fairytale. The pepper did actually taste hot (much like the green nai miris) and I used my first harvest to make garlic-pepper bread which tasted awesome.

The shift in colors from bright beautiful purple to pink to white to yellow to orange to an unbelievable bright crimson captured in a course of twenty consecutive days.

Caring for these plants had been an absolute pleasure for me for the past few months and watching the humble seeds from just one pod growing into majestic trees is truly wondrous and is a constant reminder of nature’s magic in action. The satisfaction of witnessing the life story of a plant always makes my heart happy and that’s why this purple chili pepper episode is totally MYCUPPATEA!

Maybe I was a mushroom

Atom tied atom, from molecule to another.
Of miraculous elements of life giving powers.
This vessel, a tessellation of living cells.
From systems to organs to organelles,

The wheel turns over to the same old beat
Who knows wherever our essence had been
Maybe I was a mushroom, you, a flower,
Nourished, once, by the same ancient showers.

We radiate out from a singular being,
Our very own ancestors, in we’d breathe.
A speck from your heart, some epochs away,
Might still be beating in mine today.

We’re all one. Don’t recognize me? How come?
I’m your father, mother, your brother your son.
We’re life. Divided in everything else but breath.
Glorified by decay, and united by death.

~ shane ~

Same old

Ebb and flow.
Wave and rock.
Pretty angelic shells,
pink, mauve, and white.
The perpetual hum,
of Poseidon’s moans,
a fairytale untold,
of the depths undefined.
The ebb, the flow,
on a continuous look,
for the pretty shells,
pink, white, and mauve.
The wave and its vice,
it comes and it goes,
on a befuddled coast.
Same old, same old.
~shane~

Domesticating shroom goodness from the wild – a mushroom’s journey from the forest to the market!





After my life got entangled with the world of fungi, I gradually started to view these intricate organisms in a very different light. Fungi create an interesting bond between LIFE and DEATH. It almost feels spiritual! But the embodied truth here is unequivocal. As glorious as life may be, without these decisive links in nature, the oh-so-important life won’t find its way back to decay, and nor will new life emerge over their sacrifice. Mushrooms are a part of this regenerative fungal department in nature if not the most important.

Up until I studied “Basidiomycota” for my advanced level biology and learned in detail about the crisscross of the mycelium and its complex biology, a mushroom for me was just a pretty highlight in nature. I’ve never felt so connected with its magic until I started my undergraduate research project which had me surrounded by them (literally) almost every hour of every day. Generally, we can say that mushrooms call the wilderness their home, but precisely, they grow on any organic matter that is dead or decaying (saprotrophic is the scientific term). My objective for the research was to try and see if they could be grown on an artificial alternative substrate (away from their natural habitats). I tried this with four selected wild mushrooms (some of which I collected from my home garden) and fortunately, they all worked and the attempt was a success!

So what is the need for domesticating mushrooms from the wild? It’s simply because we consume them; and why not?As a source of food, mushrooms maintain an irrefutable reputation for being highly nutritious, protein-rich and uniquely delicious. Also, with their rich antioxidant nature and the presence of many health-promoting compounds, mushrooms are a panacea for a wide range of disease conditions. May it be for food or medicinal purposes it’s always a wise choice to have them nearby in cultivation (thereby in the supermarket) rather than having to go foraging every time you feel like having mushroom soup!

My country, Sri Lanka, is extremely rich in biodiversity and the biodiversity of edible mushrooms here is no exception. Unfortunately, this valuable knowledge is pretty much hidden within the indigenous communities or village communities of the country. We have lots of delicious edible varieties but a majority of the people have very limited access to this goodness. Only a handful of well-commercialized varieties make the cut into our everyday diets. So, this is where “mushroom cultivation” comes into play. This is how we can avail ourselves of this knowledge and reap the benefits off of these delicious mushrooms by trying to commercialize them through domestication.

Few common edible varieties from the Sri Lankan wild. Going clockwise: Oyster mushroom (Pleurotus ostreatus.), Paddy straw mushroom " Piduru Hathu" (Volvariella volvaceae), Split gill mushroom "Lena Hathu" (Schizophyllum commune), "Maha veli Hathu" (Termitomyces alwisii), 'Heenveli Hathu" (Termitomyces microcarpus), Pig ear mushroom "Urupaha" (Pleurotus giganteus), "Indalolu" (Termitomyces rajap )
Few common edible mushroom varieties from the Sri Lankan wild. Going clockwise: Oyster mushroom (Pleurotus ostreatus.), Paddy straw mushroom ” Piduru Hathu” (Volvariella volvaceae), Split gill mushroom “Lena Hathu” (Schizophyllum commune), “Maha veli Hathu” (Termitomyces alwisii), ‘Heenveli Hathu” (Termitomyces microcarpus), Pig ear mushroom “Urupaha” (Pleurotus giganteus), “Indalolu” (Termitomyces rajap ) [I do not own the photos]

If we skim through the cultivation process, the first thing to be done is to collect a known edible mushroom from the wild and to culture it in an artificial growth medium (A general purpose medium to culture any fungus is Potato Dextrose Agar) to establish a pure mushroom culture. The next important step would be to find an optimum spawn medium on which this mushroom strain can be grown successfully. “Spawn” is an intermediate nutritious substrate (like grains, straw, sawdust and paper) on which our isolated mushroom strain can be grown. After the particles of this spawn medium (Eg: grains) are fully colonized by the mycelium, this medium can be used as a middle man to transfer our mushroom culture into the main growth substrate. Spawn is also rightfully known as “mushroom seeds” as it is through this that the mushroom mycelium is newly propagated into a new medium, just like how seeds do for plants.

The next crucial step is to optimize a suitable growth medium/substrate that can generate the highest yield of mushrooms from the lowest amount of substrates for our selected shroom strain. Different kinds of organic lignocellulose-rich waste matter generated through agricultural practices (Eg: saw dust, rice hull, corn cobs, paddy straw, wood chips, coir) can be effectively utilized in Sri Lanka as growth substrates for mushroom cultivation. It is also imperative that the domesticated mushroom is accurately identified up to the strain level using genetic methods (this is called DNA barcoding) before commercializing and introducing it to the market, to ensure good manufacturing practices.

But it is unwise to commercialize a domesticated mushroom just because it’s edible or because it can be optimally cultivated. First, it must be ensured that the flavor, texture, and the other organoleptic properties of it are appealing to the general public. Sometimes a slight shift in the nature of the mushroom diet may throw the consumers off.  If the mushroom is delicious, edible and all is well, next it can be progressed onto pitot scale small test cultivations and scale up from there gradually before entering into fully-fledged large scale cultivation of the newly domesticated mushroom variety.

At the end of the day, a once hidden, delicious mushroom from the wild that was previously unknown to the world could be rightfully exposed to the consumers through this process, which I can assure you is fun depending on how far you are in the process of being a MYCOPHILE! Ultimately, a once-hidden delicious wild mushroom would have successfully journeyed from the forest to the market. With lots of its hidden wonders, the mycelial world and the fabulous shrooms in it are always MyCuppaTea!

Bait

For the good undone, we’re eternally blamed,
We play God and then get played.
In a dead end of evolution,
You and me, we’re all the same.
Go ahead and condemn,
The imperfect flesh of pretty perfect souls,
When underneath us all, is still blood and bones.
Greed and lust charred our minds,
Delusion addled our brains.
Disgorging rage, excruciating,
Our heinous acts, asphyxiating.
For comeuppance we wait,
Some finless fish in a sinful sea,
Caught in the materialistic bait.
~shane~

Man

The cadence of his voice is the rustling wind,
Soles interlock with the ground beneath,
Smearing sweat on his brow, is rain,
The ambiance, his whole being.
The sun-drawn amber in his heart,
Would burn until the judgment day.
Wind, water, fire and earth,
A lattice pristine ,will he remain.
They move, he moves,
They change, so does he.
They perish, so will he,
"Man", as simple as he should be,
Is the brainchild of nature,
An intricate wonder,
A miracle so ordinary.

~ shane ~

Wild souls and free spirits

One day in a boundless place,
We'll witness the wildest souls love,
the free spirits soar above,
Love, and love only, no straight lines.
Heart to heart, strong and raw,
From deep inside they shine.
Shattered moulds, broken chains,
A peculiar kind, an abandoned breed.
Stranded. Lost in a tranquil void,
Where the hopeless romantics meet.

~ shane ~

We beat the sun to the top of Pidurangala

Two weeks ago I had an opportunity to experience this incredulously fulfilling feeling that I had never ever experienced in my whole life before. I would even say that it’s a moment of epiphany that made me realize how small a midget I am in a gigantic world. This happened at the top of Pidurangala rock on a fine dawn in March 2021. We chose this trip based on the recommendation from my best buddy, who said it would be an ideal hike for someone like me (she knows how much an acrophilic sunset/sunrise enthusiast I am). Her suggestion was to start the hike as early as possible so that we’d be at the zenith, just in time to greet the sun (that’s how she had gone about it).

So, our group (my brother, his friend, two of our cousins and me) we travelled to Sigiriya the previous day and stayed at a very friendly guest house there, awaiting our long anticipated hike on the following day. The evening was nice and peaceful and we decided to visit the Cave Temple of Dambulla (Dambulla Raja Maha Viharaya) to spend the evening (although we’ve been there several times previously, this was the first time I actually enjoyed the hike to the temple since we saw almost no one else throughout the whole ascent whereas usually this trail is teeming with worshippers).

The plan for the next day: CATCH THE SUNRISE! With this in mind, we set our alarms at 4.00 am for the following day. We had already read online that the hike would take approximately 45 minutes, so we departed at 10 minutes to 5, hoping to arrive at the foot by 5.00 am, which would give us a good one hour to hike to the top to catch sunrise which was around 6.15 am that day.

The road leading toward the rock was dark and utterly desolated (obviously since it was very early in the morning and nobody was up) and we didn’t even have a guide and to be honest we weren’t even sure if we were going in the correct roads (we were using GPS but still…). On top of that, it’s a known fact that the threat of wild elephants is very real in this part of the country and we were praying that we wouldn’t have to meet one as we drove all alone, deeper and deeper into a dark forest area along a progressively narrowing gravel pathway (the smell of fresh elephant poo was strong enough to scare us to our very cores).

Pidurangala rock viewpoint, at a height of 200 m, is the best place to view Sigiriya Rock Fortress from an ideal distance and is just one meter shorter than the legendary lion rock. The temple and the monastery, Pidurangala Sigiri Rajamaha Viharaya, at the foot of the rock was said to have been built and refurbished by King Kashyapa to relocate the monks that were originally residing in Sigiriya. And on the first landing, after climbing the easy phase of the trail, you can find a majestic brick statue of a reclining Buddha, which was also said to be commissioned by King Kashyapa.

Somehow, we managed to arrive at the car park and we entered the historical Pidurangala temple through which and from where the ascent starts. Of course, the temple was deserted as well and a very friendly pack of dogs greeted us with great enthusiasm. We placed our trust in our new guides, the dogs, and followed them up as they led the way along nicely (it was like they were faithfully waiting to guide us all up). The hike up was a bit hectic and strenuous (since it was dark and the torch we bought the previous day proved to be very helpful) and particularly a bit tricky  toward the top where there was no clear path and we had to haul ourselves up along huge boulders sometimes with each others’ help. We were not, however, exactly sure if we were trekking along the correct trail, but we trusted the dogs, of course to lead the way.

The culmination of our efforts was undeniably rewarding as we finally beat the sun to the top of Pidurangala, and it was definitely an unbelievable moment for me; for what greeted our eyes was this splendid view of the full moon (it was “madin” full moon poya day that day), bright and massive and descending in the horizon, cradled in a bed of illuminated clouds. It was like watching a painting, standing 200 m high above everybody else, on top of a rock, a perfect appetizer for the main sunrise course to come. At that particular moment, we owned that place. We had this whole massive flat rock to ourselves after a tiring hike at the break of dawn, which was one of the best feelings I’ve ever known yet. The silence of the day break perceived at the top was massively calming and totally out of this world. We rested for a while, lying flat on our backs, watching the full moon gradually disappear. The dogs ran about for a while and took a nap themselves and we figured that this might be their daily routine; hiking up with the first visitors and probably climbing down in the evening.

Then, for the crowning moment, we set up our camera to get a time lapse shot of the sun rise and enjoyed the spectacle thoroughly as the magic unfolded. We watched the sky in awe, painting a breathtaking sunrise before our eyes, demisting the mist covered hills and forests beneath us and most importantly unveiling the Sigiriya rock from its shadows, only just around 2 km  away from us. We were at the top by 5.30 am (we made it to the top in just 30 minutes) and it was not until around 7 that another group of three came along. So we had ample time to shoot as many photos as we liked, which also included the ones with the most famous Sigiriya backdrop. We started the descent at 8 am, hoping to be at the guest house for breakfast and it was only on our way down that we saw the red arrows marked on the boulders for directions and it turned out that we had actually made a couple of wrong turns on our way up in the dark.

Although it is a bit cliché, catching the perfect sunrise or sunset will never fall out of vogue with me. That’s why a wonderful hike like this is totally MyCuppaTea.