If you know how much, you are hurting me, you would not be, doing this to me… The sun is out, but you are gone, the logic is dead, my heart’s alone… I need to cry, but my eyes are dry, my heart beats fine, but there’s pain inside… I try to smile, I try to hide, But I’m not, your valentine.

Sri Lankans witness their first highway, and yes we are still in the 21st century! To be fair for a neutral and curious observer, it’s not the ideal highway you see in Europe or Far East. But it still is called a highway and for the name’s sake, we decided to pay a visit. I and my friend left with ...

Okay, one month more, still I am listening to Broken angel.Computer is down and being an eighteen and a half year old is not hte easiest thing in the world. The exam has taken us closer to damned. People are happy when I get a sum wrong  and they look desperate when I smile. I never thought for one mad ...

It is fifteen minutes to ten and I am here, sitting on a public chair at the cancer hospital in Maharagama. It is becoming a bit boring and thus I decided to pay some respect to Anne frank’s thought: writings have more patience than the humans. The man is a fascinating creature for one simple reason. He is a social ...

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