I have a very distance but a sharp memory on ' the 83 post'.May be I was Four or five when it happened. We, my mother and I waited for my farther for a long time near a mile post.
that is what my mother said when I asked where is Papa.
So We just waited there. For an hour, then a day.
Then I remember I started crying. If I didn't cry I wouldn't be able to write this. If we waited more I wouldn't be here to tell this.
'the 83 post'- the sharpest visual memory in my early child hood.
Mahendran told Majid to tell Mathew to remind Malith; that today was his father's 30th death anniversary. Malith told Mahendran he was sorry. Mathew asked Malith whether he really was. Majid replied, "I certainly hope he is." Mathew went blank. Malith looked down in guilt. As Mahendran shed a silent tear, Majid trembled in fear.
With sorrow sunken eyes, Vishnu looked down upon Earth. To a depressed and dejected Mohammed he said; "Look, they have started fighting again. When will it ever end?" "At least they aren't killing people in your name. They have forgotten the very fundamentals this religion was created upon.", said Mohammed, shaking his head. The Buddha, who had been listening to their conversation, added the punch. "They've even started killing themselves in my name, setting themselves on fire. Suicide, in every sense of the word." "Maybe it is time for me to go down there", said Maitriya, the next in line for enlightenment. Jesus, who was thus far silently observing what was going on in Earth said; "No, they will hurt you too. Look, they've started dividing their own groups in to smaller groups." "Well, looks like everything is going according to plan then, my good sirs.”, said the government official triumphantly, and descended down to the parliament. http://colombogazette.com/2013/03/28/pepiliyana-fashion-bug-attacked/