Photo courtesy of The New Indian Express Yes, fantastic is right, wondrous. amazing the news. But there is some trepidation as well in my mind and heart. Parliament may blow this chance. I pray they do not. If P wins, for example, we expect a peace dividend, a good will present. If that other ruling party candidate, A, lands first, ...
Photo courtesy of Anoma Wijewardene The people will not be robbed of their fundamental right to choose their leaders, and to discard them when they fail to lead,when they steal, when they ruin their charge. Extra- ordinary times require extraordinary actions. These priests and teachers, chemists and tuk tuk drivers, these nurses and doctors, clerks and poets, these garment workers ...
Photo courtesy of The New York Times He resigned by email. Was there an electronic signature made possible by DocuSign? Will that stand up before the court of history, of public opinion? Did the email come from his private account, or one created just for sending this message? I have many questions. Is there a way to verify the signature? ...
Photo courtesy of Zee News The bird, the plane, the strong man, the “terminator” went to Male then to Singapore. He will get to Riyadh I understand. Where to house the fallen dictator? Should the United Nations give Saudi Arabia a prize for its largesse? Or will the Saudis deliver the bird in return for a full return to the ...
Gota has gone. Mahinda has flown Basil forgot his passport. Chamal is wondering about in a fog. Namal, ah the great hope, the son, what happened to your Lamborghini? What happened to you? Will you find a way back into power in a country united against your family? I don’t know the answers–nor do the tens of thousands streaming ...
Words emerged out of ink,Dripping from the tip of the pen.Slowly they transformed themselvesInto sentences which covered lines.These very lines added upForming tiny, tiny paragraphs,And each tiny paragraphGave birth to many more.Gradually a new universe was born,One which was never trodden upon,And that, my dear dreamers,Is how a story is born… Written By: Shambhavee Uthiran Featured Image Courtesy: https://bit.ly/39on35p The ...
Come as you may In the glimmers of light falling through star dust In memories long buried in the recesses of my heart In cloudy weather oh so abhorred In the chatter of birds oh so unconcerned In passing trees and crumbling houses In hunger, austerity and brewing unrest In the silent acceptance of fate by cheated, beaten masse Come, my sweet melancholia Be my refuge
Walking through the shadow of oppression and austerity I reach out for star tingles Shared pain Solidarity Knowing smiles Kindness And… The quiet, enduring Essence of nature… Walking through the shadow of oppression and austerity I reach out for star tingles Shared pain Solidarity Knowing smiles Kindness And… The quiet, enduring Essence of nature…
Photo courtesy of Indran Amirthanayagam Guy Amirthanayagam (October 23, 1927- May 17, 2003) My father would have enjoyed my new enterprise, writing the sonnet free of the common shackles of obligatory rhyme but standing still in the glorious frame of fourteen lines. He was a modernist, fan of Eliot, Frost and Yeats. He loved to say let us go then you ...
Photo courtesy of Anoma Wijewardene Galle Face Green 2022 This is the green that has seen one world end and another begin many times over many years: a kickstart show in the thirties, sunrise warplanes rebuffed at Easter, bare heads in ’56, bowed, beaten, unbent. Then, three years ago, those fused rucksacks turned it all inside out through a fault that ...
A woman is not a vesselInto which to spill your seedNot a soulless tool to feed youTo meet your body’s greedA woman is not a cupFrom which you can freely drinkNot a puppet or a playthingTo entertain your winkA woman is no mere paintingNo unfeeling work of artHer body is no sculptureTo excite a hungry heartShe isn’t one of her ...
