Sri Lanka in der Nussschale

Sri Lanka: Männer in kunterbunten Röcken, Tuk-Tuk hup hup, Plasik-Buddhas, original verpackt, spuckende Frauen, rote Zähne, Elefantifantis, die Straße an Sich, Kühe, heilige Kühe, Tropenfrüchte lecker lecker, Bananen, sowie überall, Mode, die noch Stil hat, mit Hemd natürlich, dir winkende Kinder, groß und klein, Müllhalde überall, “Hello Sir, want Tuk-Tuk?“, tausend Mal, Palmen, Hunde, Palmen, […]

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Obituary of a Master’s Thesis

Many of us (fortunate enough of being born into a relatively wealthy society and privileged enough to go through the university education system) will be familiar with the following experience: To finally receive a degree, we’re bound to ‘work’ relatively ‘hard’ on one single document, over an extended period of time, which eventually ends up being called ‘MA-Thesis_2015_FINAL!!!!!.docx’, or something on those lines. The efforts and pains and chunks of frustration put into this single document are, for the corresponding chapter in one’s life, often unparalleled – for month even, adding the _FINAL suffix to the doc is almost equal to the meaning of life itself – and all that, just to fulfill what is officially required to receive the longed-for academic title and then to subsequently forget about the document for the rest of our existence, banned straight out of our minds, never to be seen or noticed again? Doesn’t make much sense, does it?

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