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Once Upon A Night...

CoViD-19 කාලේදි, එක්තරා රාත්‍රියක, විටෙන් විටෙක ශබ්ද නඟන, රතිඤ්ඤා හඩ එහෙන් මෙහෙන්, ඇකි මැකියයි සාමය, රජයන්නට දී... රාත්‍රියේ නිසල බවින්, අවට ගිලියන මොහතක, අතීතයේ උණුහුම ගෙන, ලක් දෙරණේ අහස යටට, අවුරුදු ඇවිදින්... ඔබ සැමට සුභ සිංහල හා හින්දු අළුත් අවුරුද්දක් වේවා!!!   ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Once upon a night, In an era of a pandemic, The firecrackers flied, And banged here and there for a while, Slowly fades away, And peace prevails… In a moment of serenity of night, Carrying in her arms the warmth of our past, Under the sky of Sri Lanka, Rolls around the New Year... Happy Sinhala and Tamil New Year to everyone who made it to 2020! HUGE RESPECT TO  all health professionals, Police, Army and everyone else who are fighting against COVID-19 trying to save the mankind at the risk of their own lives. OUR SUPERHEROES . May you and your families be blessed for your humanity in this New Year! May this New Year bring joy...

Thoughts #8

                    “No matter how much the other person is helping you to change your life for better, it’s always your contribution that has to be large.” Picture source :   https://www.pinterest.com/pin/508695720413388193 /

Happy Vesak, Dear All!

මුළු ලොවම අභිබවා නැගෙන ඒ ගුණ කද, ගලාහැලෙනා මහා කරුණාව, සමකල නොහැකි බුද්ධ තේජස! භාග්‍යවත් වූවෙමි ඒ අභියසට යන්නට, සිටියෙමි එහි පුදමින්, මා හදේ කෘතවේදීතාව… නැගෙයි ඒ ගුණ, නවතනු බැරිය, ගලයි මහා කරුණාව, දැනෙයි එය මා හදට, බබලයි ඒ තේජස, ගෙනෙයි මා හට මහත් වීරිය, බුදු පියාණෙනි, මා පියාණෙනි, වේවා මගේ නමසකාර ඔබ වහන්සේ හට! ඔබ සැමට සුභ වෙසක් මංගල්‍යයක් වේවා!

The Lake Isle of Innisfree by W.B. Yeats

Let's discuss the poem. I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made; Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade. And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings. I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey, I hear it in the deep heart’s core.           The Lake Isle is an island in the middle of the lake called Innisfree located in Ireland. The poet in his poem vividly paints the beauty and the serenity of nature through the lake Innisfree. The poet points out the soothing effect of nature on mankind using different tech...

Thoughts #7

“I stand on my own today because they gave me their hand when I could not stand up.”                         

Thoughts #6

       “Eyes are the miracle of shimmer, fire and water,   You are the owner where a choice is needed.”

New Year Wishes 2015!

  With a bouquet of flowers to you...                      May this New Year brings with it the patience of the sun, Who lavishly greets everyone no matter who they are, May this New Year brings with it the serenity of the moon, Who softly beams even when the wolves howl, May this New Year brings with it the goodness-es of the hearts, For every heart has its own part in goodness, May these good wishes bring with them a sun, moon and a heart to a soul..... HAPPY SINHALA AND TAMIL NEW YEAR! හිරුගේ රැසුත්, සදුගේ සෞම්‍යත්, යහපත් හදත්, ආත්මයට පිරෙන, සුබම සුබ අලුත් අවුරුද්දක් වේවා!

Thoughts #5

  “The moment will never be back, but the memory it leaves waves throughout the life.”

Thoughts #4

"Butterflies - We see them as pretty, little creatures scattered through the air, for we never hear the sound of their hearts thumping with fear."

Thoughts #3

“Burying myself inside those pages  doesn't  mean I’m hiding away from  the world but I’m diving to the depth of it.”

Thoughts #2

“Humans need nature to admire and nature needs humans to be admired.  Together, they stand beautifully."

Thoughts #1

“If your heart is big enough to embrace the sunshine it will never leave you burnt but warm.”

The Pigtail by William Makepeace Thackery

William Makepeace Thackeray               Let's discuss this poem.                               The Pigtail         There lived a sage in days of yore ,               And he a handsome pigtail wore;               But wondered much and sorrowed more,                                                              Because it hung behind him.                                                                   He mused upon this curious case ,   ...