Trip to Mahawilachchiya from Trincomalee with Benjamin Pages on My Motorbike

mapRiding was extremely fun as the road was so straight that you can virtually see Anuradhapura from Trincomalee J. Such straight roads usually bring the death to the bikers as we tend to forget our speed limits.  This was the road I rode my fastest ever speed. Don’t ask the speed as I don’t want to be fined for my confession.

Bay of Trincomalee

Bay of Trincomalee

A restaurant alone Trinco - Anuradhapura road

A restaurant alone Trinco – Anuradhapura road

The last leg of the journey. We left Trincomalee around 11. 00 a.m. on April 22, 2016. We spent some time taking photographs of Bay of Trincomalee. We took some pictures of Kantale Reservoir.

Kantale Reservoir

Kantale Reservoir

“The Kanntale reservoir dam breached on April 20, 1986, killing more than 120 people (exactly 30 years ago.) It has since been reconstructed. The dam impounds the Per Aru, a small river discharging into the Koddiyar Bay, at Trincomalee Harbour.

According to Mahavamsa, the tank was built by king Aggabodhi II of Anuradhapura and further developed by King Parakramabahu the Great. It was also known as Gangathala Vapi at the time. The reservoir has a catchment area of 216 km2 (83 sq mi) and a capacity of 135 million cubic metres (4.8×109 cu ft).

On April 20, 1986 at 03:00AM, the dam breached, sending a wall of water over the villages downstream. The floods killed approximately 120-180 people, destroyed over 1,600 houses and 2,000 acres of paddy, affecting over 8,000 families. One of the main causes of the breach was said to be due to extra-heavy vehicles being driven over the dam.” Wikipedia.’

Horowpathana Town

Horowpathana Town

Kahatagasdigiliya Town

Kahatagasdigiliya Town

We passed Horowpathana and then Kahatagasdigiliya on the way. My heart almost stopped when I passed Seeppukulama Junction as it is the place where road to Seeppukulama starts. It is my ex-girlfriend’s village and I get very emotional when I pass this area.

Seeppukulama Junction

Seeppukulama Junction

Mihintale Junction

Mihintale Junction

Pemaduwa Junction, Mahawilachchiya

Pemaduwa Junction, Mahawilachchiya

Riding with Benjamin was fun as we both enjoyed riding the bike. I wish I had a bigger bike than my Bajaj Pulsar 150. I was a damn fool to sell my Bajaj Pulsar 200 for a song. The company discontinued assembling this model and it has become a rare model since then.

Mahawilachchiya Reservoir

Mahawilachchiya Reservoir

Back to Mahawilachchiya - Benjamin Pages and I

Back to Mahawilachchiya – Benjamin Pages and I

Ben and I reached Mahawilachchiya around 5.30 pm (after ending almost 900 km/4 day trip) and had what they call “a well-earned rest.”





Trip to Trincomalee from Batticaloa with Benjamin Pages on My Motorbike

We said goodbye to our friend from Batticaloa, Mr. Roshan Pratheepan and started our ride to Trincomalee in the afternoon on April 21, 2016.  Benjamin Pages (the first French volunteer at Horizon Lanka) and I took turns in riding the bike as it was comfortable for both of us.


After leaving Batticaloa, we passed an area where the landmines set up during the civil war were yet to be removed. These are the remnants of the futile war that dragged Sri Lanka backward for almost three decades. Hope these landmines will be demined when I next take this road.


We passed several rivers and I do not remember their names. If you can identify them, please help me so that I could add the captions to the photos I publish here. Despite the presence of a number of blue rivers, there were large areas like below that did not have easy access to water for drinking or cultivating.


The presence of 3G and 4G mobile coverage in the areas along the road was inspiring. The billboards along the road tell you the importance of communication as a large number of Tamil people in these villages had migrated to other parts of the world due to the prolonged civil war. At least one member of most of the families is abroad according to the people I talked to. So, they need decent mobile coverage and the telcos exploit the conditions. Can’t blame them. For them, it is a business and for the people, it is a luxury.



Trincomalee City

I met Ruwan Deepal Sooriyarachchi, a former colleague of mine at Trincomalee. He is a member of the Sri Lanka Air Force. He worked for Horizon Lanka Foundation a long time ago. He works hard, reads a lot and speaks good English. We had a delicious dinner at a Saiva Kade and said goodbye to each other.

Ben and I spent some time in the beach which was lit by the moon. Then we spent the night at a rest house in Dyke Street (:-)) in Trincomalee beach side.


With Ruwan Deepal’s  friend and Ruwan Deepal

Trip to Batticaloa from Mahaoya with Benjamin Pages on My Motorbike

We woke up early and started our ride to Trincomalee on April 21, 2016, Benjamin Pages (the first French volunteer at Horizon Lanka) and I started our bike ride to Trincomalee from Mahaoya.


Our breakfast, boiled corn cobs

Due to our folly in selecting an unrepaired route to Batticaloa from Bibila, we were still paying for that decision as we had to continue the same route up to Batticaloa. But it was still adventure. Thanks to the former president Mahinda Rajapaksa government, it is hard to find an unrepaired main road in Sri Lanka anymore. If you accuse me of being a Rajapaksa loyalist, go ahead and do it. I admire the man for having the courage to end the war and develop the infrastructure in rural areas. Too bad he messed up his political future by trying to entertain his relatives too much. It is not your relatives that are count in an election. It is the people’s votes that decide your future chances. Being such an experienced and cunning leader, he messed up big time.


Road to Batticaloa from Bibila via Maha Oya

I don’t understand this. When you enter the North and the East of Sri Lanka, the lush greenery suddenly vanishes and you enter a semiarid climate. You feel this as soon as you pass Anuradhapura district boundary and enter Vavuniya from the North. It is the same when you enter the East from Ampara or Batticaloa. Is it due to natural reasons or due to the civil war that hampered any chance of enhancing of irrigation projects to the war ravaged North and East? I don’t know. I must ask my friend Mr. Weralupitiya, a retired civil servant who knows better.

From Chenkaladi, a small town in Batticaloa, the road was superbly carpeted. So, the ride became fun again. We were dog-tired and ate some bananas and gulped down several glasses of fruit juices here. Despite me not being able to speak in Tamil, the people were very amiable and helpful. This is a Muslim dominated area and there are a lot of Tamils too. But I did not see any of them being hostile to Sinhala people here. The psychological wounds of the long-drawn civil war are healing it seemed. What I believe is that the three main communities in Sri Lanka had more common things to unite than to divide. It is the dirty politics of our Big Brother, India that botched up the peaceful coexistence of the island. Local politicians rubbed salt into the wound.

We next went to see the much talked about Batticaloa Fort. According to Wikipedia, the Batticaloa Fort was built by the Portuguese in 1628 and was captured by the Dutch on 18 May 1638. Later, the fort was used by British from 1745. There is not much to see here except some remnants of the colonial times but if you are into colonial architecture, this is a good place I guess. Definitely not my cup of tea.

Next we entered Batticaloa city. I was surprised to see green trees in the middle of the city. Batticaloa does get a lot of rain but the temperature too is very hot. These green trees were a treat to the eye. In fact Batticaloa is an estuarine lagoon. The city is spread in the land masses in the lagoon. It is a very beautiful place with the azure Indian Ocean and the brackish lagoon. My only complaint is its extreme heat. You cannot expect everything to go with your tastes, can you?

There is no point in going to Batticaloa if you don’t spend some time in amazing Kallady Beach. Beach is cleaner when considering the number of people who visit it. But not to the standard you would like to. You could see kids flying kites here. The view of the blue sea is mesmerizing. I am not a much of a beach fan. Surely not after the Boxing Day tsunami in 2004 that devastated the coastal belt of Sri Lanka. I prefer the hills more. But here in Kallady, you sure will love the place.

As previously designed, we met Roshan Pratheepan, a young entrepreneurial English teacher, from Batticaloa. He runs some English classes in and around Batticaloa. Even though I wished to see him in action in one of his classes, we did not have time for it.


With Roshan Pratheepan from Batticaloa


Trip to Mahaoya from Badulla with Benjamin Pages on My Motorbike

On April 20, 2016, Benjamin Pages (the first French volunteer at Horizon Lanka) and I started our journey to Batticaloa from Badulla. In fact, Badulla is a special place in my life. I spent my honeymoon in Badulla for a whole year exactly ten years ago!!!! Badulla was a nice little city in Sri Lanka with constant drizzles I love to see. The city was clean and beautiful. Now it is even cleaner and bigger with a lot of new shops and buildings coming up. I loved riding the motorbike with my beautiful wife from here to Bandarawela, Haputale, Nuwara Eliya, Passara, Ella and Spring Valley. In fact, leaving this cool city and going to Colombo in 2007 was the silliest mistake I did as it disturbed a lot of things in my life. I wish I could turn back time.


Meeting Sahira Akka’s family after 10 years.


Meeting Sahira Akka’s family after 10 years.

Before doing anything else, I wanted to see Sahira Akka’s family in Pahalagama, Badulla. This is where my wife and I stayed for a year just after our marriage. Sahira akka’s family was so warm they let us stay at their upstairs even though we had no money to pay the rent. In fact, they did not even mention it till we paid them after a few months. Such nice people!!! It was so good to meet them after 10 years of meeting them first in Badulla in 2006. It was also nostalgic to see the upstairs where we spent our honeymoon. It was so difficult to say goodbye to the family and the house.


Upstairs of Sahira Akka’s house where we lived for a year

Next we went to see the orphanage my friend Krishanasamy Khandeeban runs in Badulla city. Some destitute female students lived there. Khandeeban funds this school with the little money he makes by running a computer center in the heart of the Badulla city.  His orphanage is a place worth helping if you can.


Girls at Khandeeban’s orphanage

After visiting the orphanage we went to Khandeeban’s house where we were treated with a lavish lunch with an array of delicious dishes. His family was so warm and I felt guilty that they spent so much on a meal. I didn’t want them to spend money and time for such a feast.


With Khandeeban’s family. Ladies in the family were too shy to pose for camera.

We said goodbye to Khandeeban and left for Batticaloa. Both Ben and I took turns with riding as usual. We passed the small town of Meegahakiwula. The roads were very nicely laid and riding the bike was full of fun through the green backgrounds of trees and bluish mountain ranges.



At Loggaloya Lake



Two girls at a king coconut stall

We took a wrong turn and happened to ride through Mahaoya to Batticaloa passing Bibila. From Bibila to Batticaloa road was not so good but it was still drivable.  Ben had searched the right road through Google maps but we did something silly and ended up riding through the bad road. Even though I am a tech enthusiast, still I prefer to get the information on roads from the people in the area by stopping for road directions from the people.


Bibila town at dusk

The road we took was also dangerous as people said wild elephants also cross the road. I don’t mind the elephants as long as the road was good. But it was not to be. We reached Mahaoya and stayed in a small guest house for the night. We both were exhausted and fell asleep faster.

The next day’s plan was to go to Trincomalee via Batticaloa.

Trip to Badulla from Mahawilachchiya with Benjamin Pages on My Motorbike

Benjamin Pages (Ben) was the first French volunteer at Horizon Lanka. I went on a road trip with him to Badulla via Polonnaruwa. It was a great ride as both Ben and I could take turns in the ride. To be honest, I did not think I would be comfortable when he rode the bike as I doubted his riding in a country like ours where other drivers do not drive that safe. But Ben faded my doubts away as he convinced me he was the best foreign rider I had rode with. He was very careful despite being a fast rider like me.

We started the trip after 6.00 am on April 16, 2016. As usual, we posed for a few photos on the bund of the huge Mahawilachchiya reservoir as a memory. We rode to Anuradhapura, the first kingdom (377 BC–1017 AD) of Sri Lanka. Ride was very smooth as we started early and it was fun to ride through morning rays of the sun. We stopped at Basawakkulama wewa, aka Abhayawewa reservoir, to capture the glimpse of the great stupas (pagodas) Mirisawetiya, Ruwanweli Seya, Jethawanaramaya and Abhayagiriya over the tree canopies in our camera phones. It was such a beautiful sight to capture in your cameras in the morning (and in the evening too.) Since visiting the great Buddhist heritage of Anuradhapura was not in our plan, we continued the ride without listening to our hearts (to visit the kingdom.)

Next we proceeded to Polonnaruwa, the second kingdom (from the 11th century until 1310 CE) of Sri Lanka via Habarana, the small touristic town. We visited my good old friend, Jayantha in Unagala Wehera on the way to Polonnaruwa and he offered us a very good meal. (I had jokingly told him that we will bring a Tiara cake for 200 LKR and will eat a 2,000 LKR worth meal at his place. This is a nuisance Sri Lankan families welcome during Sri Lankan New Year. We too happened to visit him during the same period.)

Jayantha was a very good computer hardware technician and used to repair our computers at Horizon Lanka for a long time. In addition to that, he is a great tabla (a South Asian membranophone percussion instrument) player and a singer in village parties. I wish we could stay at his place for the night but our plans to proceed to Badulla could not be compromised. So, we said goodbye to Jayantha and his family and next proceeded to Mahaiyanganaya passing Polonnaruwa. Mahiyanganaya is a fabulous plateau surrounded by beautiful blue mountains.

With Jayantha's family

With Jayantha’s family



Beautifully laid straight roads between Polonnaruwa and Mahiyanganaya. You can't help speeding in this type of roads

Beautifully laid straight roads between Polonnaruwa and Mahiyanganaya. You can’t help speeding in this type of roads

Our next destination was Dambana, the village where aboriginal Vedda people , an indigenous tribe in Sri Lanka live. First we went to Vedda Museum and saw a lot of interesting items on display. Whoever took the decision to build this museum should be praised. If you go to Dambana, please ensure you spend at least an hour in the museum.

Mr. Uruwarige Wanniya, the Chief of Vedda tribe is a good friend of mine since 2005 and he recognized me instantly. I had visited him several times in the past and was instrumental in taking the students of the Gurukumbura Primary School in the Veddah village on an aeroplane from Colombo to Dambana and back. But my contribution here was very minute as it was my friend Gamini Akmeemana and Duncan Jayawardane, a friend of his who were actively involved in that. So, I do not want to get an undue credit here. (Read more at

Ben was fascinated by Dambana and its indigenous people and wanted to communicate with the Chief of the tribe. I became the interpreter and what followed was a very interesting discussion. I was mesmerized with the way the Vedda Chief answered Ben’s queries. In fact, we recorded the discussion but lost the sound file later. Vedda chief is the most intelligent and the most diplomatic leader I have met in Sri Lanka. It is a shame that we do not have someone like him to rule Sri Lanka but confined to a chief of a few hundreds of people.

He had some indigenous medicine to sell at his hut. We asked if he has medicine for various illnesses and he answered in the affirmative. But when I asked him if he has anything for diabetes, his answer was negative. “We don’t have medicine for diabetes because we don’t get diabetes in this village life with the kind of lifestyle we live.” was his proud answer.

We proceeded to Badulla from Dambana and the more we rode to the mountains, the more beautiful the environment became and the cooler the weather. It was a very nice experience to stop wherever there was some scenic beauty and take pictures. Ben was a kind of annoyed when I stopped the bike to capture some minute things in my mobile phone camera as it disturbed the ride. But now I feel I should have annoyed him more.

By the time we reached the hills it was too dark hence we missed the Dunhinda waterfall, one of the most beautiful waterfalls in Sri Lanka. Our yet-to-meet friend, Mr. Krishanasamy Khandeeban had prepared us a nice dinner and a motel room to stay at. We met him at night and after the dinner we went to the motel room by briefly discussing the next day’s work with Khandeeban.

Motorcycle Journeys – From Anuradhapura to Padaviya

Nanda Wanninayaka with Gamini Akmeemana

Nanda Wanninayaka with Gamini Akmeemana

I am a motorbike lover. I like to ride long distances. The longest distance I have ridden is from Mahawilachchiya to Kahathuduwa, Piliyandala via Colombo. I have ridden between Colombo and Mahawilachchiya many a time. Road is very good via Puttalam and it is fun to speed up along the road. The other long trip I made was to Gomarankadawala, Trincomalee with my nephew and it was unforgettable because we were drenched in the torrential rain on our way back. Most exciting tour was the one I went to Talawakele from Badulla with my newly married wife in 2006. My most recent long trip was to Padavi – Sri Pura from Anuradhapura for a meeting. I often ride to Kanagarayankulam in Vavunia too. The bike trip I went to Welioya with the journalist Gamini AKmeemana was memorable because he rode a very old Honda CB 200 (6 Sri 7517) and I rode a brand new Bajaj Pulsar 180 and still Gamini was way ahead of me with his old machine. I think more than the bike model, he knows right techniques in bike riding. That night we stayed in a hut in a small farm just below the Padaviya wewa with a farmer friend of Gamini. That was in 2005. It was fun riding with Gamini but I never got a second chance with him.

Touring for Malwana Rambutan with Jose Jacob from Kerala, India

Rambutan at a stall

Rambutan at a stall

Last year Leslie Varghese from Kerala, India visited Sri Lanka to look for Malwana rambutan. This year he sent his director of their farm here. We went on a rambutan tour on June 17, 2014 to both Kaduwela and Malwana.

Jose loves fruits. He has a big farm in Kerala which he started as a private venture and now doing well with a staff of around 100 people. They grow a number of fruits including rambutan. Jose fell in love with Malwana rambutan as he thinks it is the best variety in the world. He has traveled to Malaysia, Indonesia, Thailand, etc. where rambutans are grown but says Malwana is the best.

I met Jose at Ja Ela and we went to his hotel in Wellawatte through Katunayaka – Colombo Expressway. After having lunch we first went to Kaduwela using hotel transport. We stopped at Koswaththa and tasted some rambutans and a durian there. There were both yellow and red rambutans and both tasted equally good. Jose is of the view that durians in Thailand are the tastiest.

At a durian stall

At a durian stall

From there we went to Sudu Mahaththaya’s rambutan farm in Kaduwela. I was supposed to be the interpreter to Jose throughout the tour but I found the young driver of the hotel, Mohammad was up to the job and was doing the interpreting part very well. He had attended an international school in Wattala and joined the hospitality industry as he sees a bright future in it.

Sudu Mahaththaya's Rambutan farm

Sudu Mahaththaya’s Rambutan farm

Red rambutans

Red rambutans

Yellow rambutans

Yellow rambutans

A durian tree at Sudu Mahaththaya's farm

A durian tree at Sudu Mahaththaya’s farm

Sudu Mahaththaya’s nephew was in the farm and he was first reluctant to let us come into the farm but after we explained our purpose which was to learn about rambutan farming he let us in and answered all the questions put up by Jose. Sudu Mahaththaya’s farm is around 20 acres big according to the nephew and they have planted some durian trees also in the farm. We tasted a durian there and it was very tasty. According to the nephew the seeds were brought from Thailand and planted there. Though Jose wanted to buy red rambutans here they were all ordered by businessmen in Jaffna. They were packing them into 500-fruits-packages to be ready for the buyers. We ate yellow rambutans there. Jose met a group of fellow Keralites in front of the farm. They were very happy to see each other and had quite a lengthy chat with each other.

Jose Jacob

Jose Jacob



Next we went to Malwana. Rambutan season in Malwana was almost coming to an end. First we went to a small garden where around 10 rambutan trees were available. These small gardens belong to the villagers and they sell the harvest for a smaller profit for small scale buyers as the villagers cannot wait till the big buyers. Big buyers go to bigger farms.

Then we went to another farm in Malwana. Coincidentally this was the same farm I took Leslie last year. It had big rambutan trees that were more than 20 years old. The farm had been leased out to a small scale businessman and he looked after the farm. He had taken the farm for a 600,000 LKR lease for the season.

With the man who bought the farm on a lease

Jose and Mohammad with the man who bought the farm on a lease

Next we went to Silva’s rambutan farm in Malwana. Silva was not available. That was a pretty big farm and the trees were much younger. There were three workers who answered all questions asked by Jose and we spent some good time there. They were very friendly despite the fact that we were not buying rambutans. After all the questions were answered we said goodbye to the workers. They gave some rambutans to us free of charge. Though Jose tried to pay, they refused to take them. This is the Sri Lankan hospitality you could see in most parts of Sri Lanka, especially in villages.

This year, rambutan price started at 10 rupees a fruit and have now come down to 3.50 rupees a fruit. Since the season is coming to an end, the price can again go up to 10 rupees a fruit in the farms. The farmers have to take a lot of precautions to safeguard the harvest. They light bulbs at night over the tree canopy. They use a homemade device to make an unpleasant sound to scare away birds and bats at night. The farmers say that they do not consider much about parrots and squirrels eating fruits during the day time as the damage is not significant and they believe that they too have a right to eat the fruits as they also live in the immediate environment.

Since I felt Mohammad, the driver can do the interpreting job well I asked Jose that it would be advisable for him to go on tour with Mohammad the next day. Mohammad is a good contact if any English speaking tourist wants to travel in Sri Lanka. His driving is good and communication skills in Sinhala, Tamil and English are commendable. Jose had planned to go to Kandy the next day. We came back to Pettah and I said goodbye to Jose and Mohammad.

The Difference Between Sri Lanka and India

A nice review about Sri Lanka by an Indian lady. Thought it is worth re-blogging.

Rakhee Ghelani

It had been 18 months since I had been outside of India.  That’s a long time, and to be honest I didn’t think going to Sri Lanka was really going to be a big change from what had become normality to me, after all at some points there is only 30 kilomtres separating Tamil Nadu from Sri Lanka, as I discovered when visiting Rameswaram.

How wrong was I?

From the minute we got off the plane I knew I was in a different country. It wasn’t just a case of a “same same but different”, it was a competely new and refreshing experience.  So exactly how is Sri Lanka different from India?

The People

The first thing I noticed was the people.  They are polite, respectful and considerate of others.  I was astonished at the airport as a car slowed down to let us cross the road.  I have…

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traffic police sri lanka

මම මෑතක් වෙනතුරුම සිතා හිටියේ රථවාහන පොලිසිය මංසන්ධිවලට යොදවන්නේ වාහන තදබදය වැඩිවනවිට බවත් ඔවුන් එම වාහන තදබදය අඩුකරන බවටය. නමුත් වසරක් පුරා දිනපතාම පාහේ කොළඹ නගරය පුරා කරක් ගසන මට එය එසේ නොවන බව තහවුරු වී ඇත. කොපමණ තදබදයක් තිබුනත් ස්වයංක්‍රීය රථවාහන සඥා එළි වලට අනුව රථවාහන ගමන් කරන්නේනම් වැඩි තදබදයක් නැතුව වාහන ගමන් කරතත් පොලීසිය යෙදූ සැනින් තදබදය ඉතා ඉක්මනින් ඉහළ යන්නේ සමහර නිළධාරීන් හිතුවක්කාරී ලෙස එක් අතකට පමණක් වාහන යොමු කරන නිසා බව මට පසක් වී ඇත. ඔබට විශේෂයෙන් සිකුරාදා දිනට මෙය කොලඹ නගරයේ අත්දැකීමට හැකිය.

රථවාහන පොලිසිය මහා මාර්ගවල රථවාහන හැසිරීමෙන් ඉවත් වන බවට පසුගිය කාලයේදී ප්‍රචාරය කළත් නැවතත් ඔවුන් යොදවමින් පවතී. ඔවුන් ඉවත් කළ කාළයේ කිසිදු කරදරයකින් තොරව ස්වයංක්‍රීය සංඥා මංසන්ධිවල රථවාහන පාලනය හරියටම කළේය. නමුත් නැවතත් කාගේ හෝ උවමනාවට පොලිස් නිළධාරීන් මේ කටයුත්තට යොදවා රථවාහන රියදුරන් අපහසුතාවයට පත් කරමින් තිබේ.

මෑතක සිට කොළඹ නගරය පුරා මංසන්දිවල ට්‍රැෆික් ලයිට් වෙනුවට පොලිස් නිළධාරීන් වැඩි වැඩියෙන් යොදවනු දකින්නට ලැබේ. පොලිස් නිළධාරින් යෙදූ විගස වාහන තදබදය අධික වේ. මෙ බව මේ වන විට අදාල අංශද දැනුවත් වී ඇති බවත්, ඒ නිසාම පොලිස් නිළධාරීන් මංසන්දිවල නොයොදන ලෙස තීරණයක් ගෙන තිබූ බවත් අසන්නට ලැබේ. එහෙත් කවුරු හෝ ඔලුබක්කෙකුගේ මුග්ධ තීරණයක් නිසා නැවතත් පොලිස් නිළධාරීන් වාහන හැසිරවීමට යොදවන්නට පටන් ගෙන තිබේ. මෙයින් අපහසුවට පත්වන්නේ අපය. කාට හරි පොලීසිය මහජනයාට ප්‍රදර්ශනය කිරීමට අවශ්‍යනම් ඔවුන්ටත් පොලිස් ස්ටාර් වැනි රියැලිටි ෂෝ එකක් කළ හැකිය. එසේ කර හෝ අපව මහපාරේ රස්තියාදු කරන එක නැවැත්විය යුතුය. ට්‍රැෆික් ලයිට් ඇති මංසන්දි වල නොව, පොලිස් නිළධාරීන් යෙදවිය යුත්තේ පාසල් වැනි තැන් වලත්, අතුරු පාරවල් ප්‍රධාන පාරට වැටෙන තැන්වලටත්ය. එසේ තිබියදී ඔවුන් ස්වයංක්‍රීය ට්‍රැෆික් ලයිට් ඇති මංසන්දිවල යෙදවීමෙන් මුළු රථවාහන පොලීසියම මහජනතාවගේ උසුළු විසුළු වලට ලක්වේ.

හොඳම දෙයනම් හැකි ඉක්නම්ණින් මොරටුව විශ්ව විද්‍යාලය ලවා හෝ හරි හමන් සමීක්ෂණයක් කරවාගෙන (මොරටුව විශ්ව විද්‍යාලය රථවාහන සම්බන්ධ සාර්ථක සමීක්ෂන මීට පෙරද කර ඇත) මෙහි සැබෑ තත්වය හඳුනාගෙන වඩා කාර්යක්ෂම පොලීසියද, එසේත් නැතහොත් ස්වයංක්‍රීය මාර්ග සංඥාද යන්න බේරාගත යුතුව ඇත.

බජාජ් පල්සර් සමග මගේ ප්‍රථම ප්‍රේමය දෙදරා යමින් පවතී……..

පල්සර් ඩිජිටල් පෙට්‍රල් මීටරය

පල්සර් ඩිජිටල් පෙට්‍රල් මීටරය

මම මෙතෙක් මිලදී ගෙන ඇත්තේ බජාජ් මොටර්සයිකල් පමණි. මුලින්ම පල්සර් 200 එකක් මිලදී ගත්තෙමි. දෙවනුව පල්සර් 150 එකක් පසුගිය නොවැම්බරයේ මිලදී ගත්තෙමි. මීට පෙර මම ලිව්වෙ බජාජ් පල්සර් මෝටර්සයිකල් වල හොඳ පැත්තය. ඒත් අද නම් යන්නේ බජාජ් පල්සර් මෝටර්සයිකල් වලට බැටේ දෙන්නටය. බජාජ් පල්සර් සමග මගේ ප්‍රථම ප්‍රේමය මේවන විට දෙදරා යමින් පවතී.

පළමු මොටර්සයිකල්  එකේ ඩිජිටල් පෙට්‍රල් මීටරය හරියට වැඩකලේ නැත. ෆුල් ටෑන්ක් පෙට්‍රල් ගැසූ විට පෙට්‍රල් සීරො පෙන්වය්. පෙට්‍රල් සීරො උන විටදි ෆුල් ටෑන්ක් පෙන්වයි. එය කීප වරක්ම රෙපෙයාර් කළත් කිසිම වැඩක් වුනේ නැත. අන්තිමට මෝටර්සයිකලය විකුනා දැම්මේද ප්‍රධාන වශයෙන්ම මේ නිසාමය.

මම මුලින් සිතුවේ ඩිජිටල් පෙට්‍රල් මීටරය අකර්මණ්‍ය වූයේ මගේ අවාසනාවට කියාය. ඒ ගැන නැවතත් දෙවරක් නොසිතා අලුත් පල්සර් 150 බයික් එකක් මිලදී ගත්තේ නැවුම් බලාපොරොත්තු ඇතිවය. නමුත් ගත්තු දාම බයිසිකලය ගෙදරට පැද ගෙන ඒමේදී රබර් ෆුට් රෙස්ට් එක බුරුල්වී ගැලවී ගියේය. ඒත් එක්කම ඩිජිටල් පෙට්‍රල් මීටරයේ ප්‍රශ්නයද මතු විය. බජාජ් සර්විස් සෙන්ටර් එකකදී එය රෙපෙයාර් කර අලුත් කෑලි දැමුවද කිසිම පළක් නොවීය. පසුව දැනගත්තේ බජාජ් පල්සර් වලට එන ඩිජිටල් පෙට්‍රල් මීටරය තවම පර්ෆෙක්ට් නොකල තාක්ෂණයක් බවයි. එහෙනම් ඔවුන් ඩිජිටල් පෙට්‍රල් මීටරය සවි කර  වෙළඳ පොලට නිකුත් කලේ මොන මළ මඟුලකටද?

තවමත් ශ්‍රී ලංකාවේ අලෙවිවන බයික් අතරින් සුන්දරම නිමාව ඇත්තේ බජාජ් පල්සර් 150 සහ 180 මොඩලයන්ටය. බයික් එක හරිම හුරුබුහුටිය. ඒත් ඒ සුන්දරත්වයට යටින් ඇත්තේ එතරම් හොඳ කොලිටි එකක් නොවේ.

මෙසේ ලියන මම සමහර විට ඊලඟටද පල්සර් එකක්ම මිලදීගත හැකිය. ඒ පල්සර් හොඳ නිසා නොව, බජාජ් සර්විස් සෙන්ටර්ස් හැමතැනම ඇති නිසාය.