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As humans, If we did follow what kind of concepts, in this story has a beautiful message for us.
A young lady sat on a bus. At the next stop, an old lady got on the same bus and sat nearby the young lady. She was a loud and grumpy. She squeezed the seat with her big sized bags. The person, who sat on the other side of the young lady, got upset and asked, "I see you are feeling much uncomfortable. But why you don’t say anything to her about your inconvenience".
It was a new day. In this morning, the green valley was bathed sunrise, just like on other days. Birds were singing and starting their daily rituals. The dew was shining like the crystals with the sunrise, which had fallen on the flower petals. That wonderful morning, a stranger was coming, through the narrow path down the valley. He was a young boy, tall, handsome and smart. If the morning was so much beauty, his face appeared with a very pleasant smile. His…Continue
Raj was a little boy. No one did not know his age properly. He was living with a rich family in the city of Colombo. That rich family had 2 kids, girl Emy was10 years and boy Dean was 7. Dean and Raj seem to be the same age.
When Emy and Dean were at school, Raj must help servant Mary and watcher Raman with chores and housekeeping. Raj was brought by Raman to the house from a village. Raj could remember, One day his mother and stepfather gave him to Raman. Raman gave a good amount of…Continue
If I can flow, like a river, through the dry lands,
That didn’t feel wetness since a long time….
If I can be cooked, like a rice bowl in a hut secretly,…Continue
My dear friends,
TODAY IS WORLD ENVIRONMENT DAY!
I’d like to remind you, and even my kindly…Continue
Dear sweet Eva,
I cannot visit your page and it doesn't appear. what happened?
Please come again!
This page should be attached to part 1
There is Gunny race…Continue
During the Sinhala and Tamil New Year festival season, people are participating so many traditional activities and games. The sounds of crackers, nila, swinging, beating the tambourine,(Rabana) and many things. Like all the age-old rituals connected with these games and activities make joyous laughter and more pleasure for one and all. People organising lots of New Year celebrations (Avurudu Uthsava)) held by various municipalities, villages, hotels, schools, and groups throughout during…Continue
Everywhere is greenery. Trees have filled with fresh leaves. Flowers are blossoming. Birds are singing. Especially Koha’s sweet rhythm is spreading surrounding. Koha is, Asian kovul and it is a harbinger who brings the message of that the Sinhala and Tamil New Year. It is the most interesting and special festival in my…Continue
My dear little friend, I know well,
I can’t be your mum, similarly sister,
Any girlfriend or will not be wife,
Also, I know well, I can’t see you,
I can’t meet you, I can’t touch you,
Because I’m only your angel, as you told,
My dear friends,
In my childhood I have learnt a lesson about a blind boy. (In my language – Sinhala) It name “Pure White”. Still remember, that lesson made big hurt for me.So, I have taken the spirit from that lesson to write my poem. I don’t know how many success my word, to describe…Continue
My dear friends,
I have written this short stories, related my personal experiences, Hope it will make a smile on your face.
My loving son, he is 4 ½ years. He always used to play games and to watch the cartoons with my phone. Sometime my folks and friends have…Continue
You can buy, a House
But can’t buy, a Family
You can buy, a Bed
But can’t buy,…Continue
There was a kid, named Shane. One day came a new teacher to the class. She is very beautiful. Like a fairy. “Good morning my dear children” Teacher said kindly. Shane went to the table. “Teacher, my mother and father are not with me” “Why? “Did any accident happened to them?” “No teacher” Teacher understood, that there was a long story inside his innocent eyes. “OK my son, let’s speak later, now go and sit”
. ”teacher taught nicely and she is so kind” while teaching, everyone thought…Continue
My loving mother, you left me like in a dream,
I still feel you here close to me,
Though it’s ten years….
But it looks to me like yesterday,
I’ll always remember….
How you cared for me with all the love you had,
In your hearted with compassionate,
You bore everything, with equanimity,
You were my strength evermore,
As for me; I am still your little girl,
Whom you led by hand,
I still feel sleep on your lap pocket,
Get rolled up…