No path is a path if you see no people walking or moving here and there. There is very little that you can learn if there are no people around. Yes it is true that lonely paths also teach you things but that are different things. The paths provide you different pictures at different times of a day. During mornings it is very different and during dark it is unbelievably unexplainable. You see ‘no end’ point in analyzing these paths, the travelers, and the people we see, i believe.
Paths Links People
Thonigala Inscriptions are of the 2nd Century BC and carved on Rock. information courtesy;Internet
Tonigala. (a.) Parumaka Abaya puta parumaka Tisaha wapi acagirika Tisa pawatahi agata anagata catudisa sagasa dine. Dewana pi maharaja Gamini Abaye niyate acanagaraka ca [tawi] rikiya nagaraka ca. Parumaka Abaya puta parumaka Tisa niyata pite raj aha agata anagata catudisa sagasa
History; Path to future
Reading Future through History, Nagala mountain and the Stupa of the Nagala Kanda Rajamaha Viharaya, Nikaweva, Polpithigama, Kurunegala District.
yesterdays kingdoms enhanced people's today
let us view today through past ...........Kingdom of Yapahuwa - 13th Century
Saturday, December 13, 2014
For the Feathers Stolen
For the four hearts departed due to the PLAIN crash happened couple of days of ago in Athurugiriya, Sri Lanka. With my good bye salutation for the braveness , for fearlessness shown since the day deciding to rule the upper space over to our lives in a more kindness way, i am writing these words the way i can. and this is not a death notice to for anybody to say hurrrrrray
How good it is if i know how to weave at least a few poetic words for you, the hearts gone missing in the mists, yet this is an effort to show you how much i appreciate the service you have provided so far as sons of this country. this my poor effort actually is to address the way i can.
Those feathers were very well disciplined
The world knows it
The Whole country knows it
those feathers gone missing in the mists
who does not understand,
they are softer & stronger
Never wander without an aim
They are who can doubt,
The friends of solid, sensitive sky
Never broke its rules of space
Respected every way
Those tender feathers
who doesn't know
were made to tender
were made to share affection
were made to dignify their country
were made to wipe off the tears of their mother land
Were conscious of their boarders
knew when to still for strategic reading
knew when to fuel their country to lead ahead
were they too heavy because of wetness
i am unable to clarify
Was it heavily raining
i have questions to ask?
watchfullness ! isn't this important
No by forced entering were reported
Do you know this world?
Do you have a book to mention those?
Did our brave boys, collapse anybody's territory regulations? So for these hearts softer than anything existing,
compensating is not possible
shouldn't all know this?
For every feather gone, saying good bye even earlier,
compensating is not possible
For those talented feathers
Flying is nothing but ‘life'
Who had the gut to steal their feathers?
The feathers that knew nothing but challenge the
What went wrong this time?
Was it the fearful weather, the Victim of crime of
Who is responsible?
Was it the idiotic lightening?
Destiny, the illiterate bugger?
Was that the reason?
Why them not bullshit talkers?