Long distance

Although you are eight thousand miles away,
sometime today,
you and I will be looking at the same moon.
And I just I know everything will be okay;
because after all
despite the many seas, the borders, the airports,
your monsoons and my snowstorms,
we all live under the same moon.
And there’s no need to feel alone.

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ජාතිවාදය

සිංහල ජාතිවාදයයි දෙමල ජාතිවාදයයි අතර ලොකු වෙනසක් තියෙනවා. ඕනෑම රටක බහුතරය ජාතිවාදී නොවිය යුතුයි. ඓතිහාසිකව රටක අසාධාරණයට ලක් වෙන්නේ සුලු ජාතීන්. (අමතක කරන්න එපා, 87 වෙනකන් අපේ  රටෙත් Sinhala-only Policy එකක් තිබුනා.1970 වෙනකොට රාජ්‍ය සේවයේ එක දෙමල ජාතිකයෙක් වත් හිටියෙ නැහැ. අද අපි මුහුණ දෙන බොහෝ සමාජ ප්‍රශ්න පටන් ගත්තේ එතැනින්. එය අපි අමතක කලාට ඔවුන්ට අමතක නැහැ ​.) සිංහලයින්ට ජාතිවාදය වරප්‍රසාදයක්. සුදු ජාතීන්ට ඇති White Priviledgeට සමාන තත්වයක්. එහෙත් සුලු ජාතීන්ට ජාතිවාදය යනු අනාරක්‍ෂිත බව නිසා ඇතිවන මානසිකත්වයක්. මේ හේතුව නිසා බොහෝවිටෙක සුලු ජාතීන් ජාතිවාදී වීම සාමාන්‍ය දෙයක්.

සම්බන්ධන්ගේ ජාතිවාදයත්, සිංහල ජාතිවාදයත් අතර තියෙන වෙනස එයයි. ජාතිවාදය අඩු කල හැක්කේ සන්හිදියාව තුලින් පමණි.

 

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The world will no longer need to be saved.

If we celebrated freedom as much as we resisted violence,
If we loved the animals we eat as much as we loved our pets at home,
If we taught our kids to respect as much as we taught them to compete,
If we stood up for what’s right as much as we criticized what’s wrong,
If we did half as much as we talked.

The world will no longer need to be saved.

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Fixing the system.

“People keep saying someone should fix the system, the system is corrupt. What they don’t get is; they are the system. It’s just like how people hate McDonald’s and Coca Cola. People say they are evil corporations, terrorists and ruining the health of the future but then, how are these brands live and running all over the world, making billions of dollars of profit every day? People still buy it, that’s how. The majority of
the world is people who know something is bad for them but keep consuming it. If it’s so bad for you, why buy it? If the system is so bad, why do they vote for it? It’s the people who need to change not the leaders.”
Thisuri Wanniarachchi, The Terrorist’s Daughter

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God.

“God. God has no religion. God does not care if you’re rich or poor, if you’re black, white, Hispanic, Arabic or Asian. God does not care if you go to the temple on a full moon day or if you missed your weekly Sunday church mass. God does not care if you walk around in a bikini or Hijab. God is not moved by the man or woman who takes a moment off every day to be religious or fasts in his name for weeks at a time. God dwells within a being’s mind, body and soul. God cares about their intentions. God is indeed almighty; he is a maestro of logic and a brilliant multi-tasker who dwells within billions of minds at a time. But that is only the big picture. So is there a smaller picture? Why yes, there is. But, it’s not so simple. In fact it may be the most denied fact in human life. You see, we humans are of dependent nature. We depend on the earth’s soil and animals for food, we depend on its water, light and oxygen. We are a civilization of dependents. Someone once said that our biggest fear is not that we are inadequate but that we are powerful beyond measure. That is indeed true. We refuse to believe that God lives within us. We refuse to believe that our intelligence is God himself. We refuse to believe that we have all the power in the world within ourselves. We refuse to believe that we are stronger than our fears, larger than our limits and more than
just a name. We would rather praise our successes and blame our ill fates to an external God. We refuse to take responsibility for our fate or what we do with it. We’d rather have someone to blame it all on. Maybe the thought of having so much power within ourselves scares us. Maybe we are too irresponsible to have such authority over our own lives. Maybe we are cowards. So we look for God in an outer space that we can’t reach.”
Thisuri Wanniarachchi, The Terrorist’s Daughter

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He knew.

“He knew he was in love with her the moment he realized what love was. It was just like what you read in books, what you see in Shakespeare, what you hear in Beatles songs. Honestly, it was even better than all that. It was perfection; she was. There wasn’t a moment he didn’t think of her. Every time she spoke to him, he tried to replay her voice in his head over and over again. He wouldn’t stop smiling. It was all he needed to be happy. She, was all he needed.
He fell asleep at night thinking of her. He saw her in his dreams, her jet black hair and her brown eyes. Her long eyelashes. And that smile, oh that smile. She was all the motivation he needed. He didn’t understand how it was possible for someone to be so obsessed with another person. How could anyone possibly care for someone else the way he did for her?
But it was all happening, it was real. He would do anything for her, absolutely anything.

He knew he wouldn’t ever force her to be with him. He would never put her on the spot; he would never risk losing her. In fact, he will give himself time, to become a better person, to grow into a more mature human being, the kind of man she deserves. He hoped, with all his heart, that someday, someday she’ll love him the way he loves her. Let it be ten or twenty years from now, he didn’t care, he will wait for her. Until then he will love her, more and more, every day.”
Thisuri Wanniarachchi, The Terrorist’s Daughter

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