Click to downloadIn the grand tapestry of life, there are threads that shine brighter, threads that weave stories of such profound depth that they transcend the ordinary. One such thread is the life of Norman Phillips Campbell. It is with a sense of profound respect and admiration that I pen this forward. Campbell left an indelible mark not only ...
With you, much of my past slips beyond the reach of living memory and history recede into a crystal ball... I lose a love which, though not unconditional, was wilfully blind to my flaws and exultant like no other in the most modest of victories. In you lies lifeless the greatest storyteller and moulder of character that I ever ...
Sourced image 1. Do not despair. The much of the world was already broken before you were born, and it parts of it will remein broken long after we are gone. It is the purpose and function of life to re-order the disintegrating world and defiance of the second law of thermodynamics. So it helps to try to understand the ...
The democratic peace proposition (DPP) is a liberal theory of peace (Oneal et al. 2003) complimented by constructivist arguments in support of it. Its central and simplest edict posits that ‘democracies do not go to war with each other’ (Owen 1994). There is a high degree of consensus among its proponents, that both statistical and empirical evidence indicates the “absence ...
Helix Nebula Credit: NASA, NOAO, ESA, the Hubble Helix Nebula Team, M. Meixner (STScI), and T.A. Rector (NRAO). After a childhood spent gazing at them, way more than any other 13 year old had the patience to, I had a deep appreciation of their power to amaze and mystify. I already knew at that age how their light was ...
The Cricketing world will pause for a moment, to celebrate the legendary career of Kumar Sangakkara that has drawn to a close, and then move on; a bit richer for the legacy he leaves behind, for the standards he raised, expectations he upheld and for his story being entwined with the story of Cricket. He has already confirmed his place ...
Mystic eyes, beneath a maskDo you whisper your secrets, but tears conceal?I know not your depth, it's an impossible taskHas anyone treded where your gaze has been?My bespectacled eyes are longing to baskWhere no shadow can steel your light and sheen,Take me to your the lair and open the caskWhere you stash away all the dreams you've seen?~
A faint promise of spring smiles through the blinds. The wind is less repelling though not yet warm enough to be embracing. It feels like Kandy in December and makes me nostalgic. Long forgotten memories compel me to split a spent out bamboo torch in the garage to make a kite, but I am dissuaded by a grown up ...
Image: newmatilda.com The dark clouds of history When I look back, I do not see the black smoke rising, or the cries of hapless countrymen, women and innocent children – victims turning into victimisers, turning into victims – caught in a cycle of violence that has persisted beyond living memory. Whatever I have seen of that time and moment ...
source: Trinity College Kandy WATCH: How did it all Begin? Revisiting the vision of the pioneers & protagonists Presented by the Trinity College Library Council The third... | By Trinity College, Kandy | FacebookPresentation by Harendra Alwis at a webinar organised by the library council of Trinity College on 25th June 2022 as part of the sesquicentennial celebrations of ...
Originally published hereChange is difficult to manage when it is imposed, forced, mandated, and made necessary as a result of a failure to anticipate the contours of perpetual transformation in the environment. This is true for both organisations and individuals. Successful change is inspired; with clarity of vision and purpose. It appeals to our desire for creative expression rather than ...
*Not the actual modelThe communication age received a mixed welcome of sorts in my household. The Sri Lankan airwaves did not carry a television broadcast until the late 70s'. Even then, if it created any hype and hysteria, it did not catch-on immediately with the folks that would soon be my parents, grandparents, uncles, aunts and cousins. When they ...
Photo By Ian Bramham Good Friday Reflection at St John's Anglican Church, Finch Street, Malvern East. I thank you all and especially Fr. Sathi - very deeply and humbly - for inviting me to join you in your Good Friday reflection and prayer and feel truly grateful for the opportunity to share my faith with you. I suspect that ...
Image: newmatilda.comThe dark clouds of historyWhen I look back, I do not see the black smoke rising, or the cries of hapless countrymen, women and innocent children – victims turning into victimisers, turning into victims – caught in a cycle of violence that has persisted beyond living memory. Whatever I have seen of that time and moment of our flawed ...
Split Sky, originally uploaded by halwis. Like the grains of sand on the seashore... the glittering snowflakes that float through the air and melt away in the sun... like the subtle prints on a fingertip and the intricate patterns of tea leaves in a cup, each of us are unique in creation. There are those among us who seek ...
There is something about a quiet early morning walk through the mist that whispers to us of secrets we have long ago let slip out of memory and thought. Trapped in a bubble that moves with us as we move, the immediate seem pure and fathomable to us even as the air itself is consumed by grey shadows and ...
[Written in 2013]IntroductionPerception of corruption in India‘Corruption’, is universally perceived as the abuse of power by individuals or groups, for private gain. Corrupt behaviour – because it is publicly derided and often illegal – often takes place privately (Choi and Thum 2005); making it difficult to measure or reliably estimate its actual social and economic costs (Galtung 2006). India has ...
Mystic eyes, beneath a maskDo you whisper your secrets, but tears conceal?I know not your depth, it's an impossible taskHas anyone treded where your gaze has been?My bespectacled eyes are longing to baskWhere no shadow can steel your light and sheen,Take me to your lair and open the caskWhere you stash away all the dreams you've seen?~
Photo credit: unknown If you are meeting her for the first time, do not submit your first impression to the shallow assessment of your senses. Instead, be guided by your imagination which will uncover a more faithful picture, true to the character of the person in front of you, than the sickly portrait your eyes would project in your ...
This is for warm bright days that follow cool, starlit nights;And for all the lonely clouds, scattered across November skies…When a soft sandy beach beacons, from just beyond the hillsThe chill of blue waves crashing, into a million foaming frills…For sunshine lost to tinted panes, this measly ode I compose;And for life spent earning a living, in an air-conditioned 'inpost'~
