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A forgotten gateway, Lost in time…

As I enter an unknown world, long forgotten…

No one remembers the name of this land, once glorious, but now in ruins…

I touch the ruins, and feel the heartbeat of a dying civilization,

The air whispers songs of fallen heroes.

I walk through the ruins, as the path beckons me…

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© සියලූම හිමිකම් ඇවිරිණි. කතෘගේ ලිඛිත අවසරය නොමැතිව මෙහි සඳහන් කිසිවක් හෝ උපුටා ගැනීම,ගබඩා කර තැබීමනැවත ප්රකාශයපලකිරීම සපුරා තහනම්ය.

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The Monk and the Tusker

The Monk and the Tusker

(Based on an ancient Buddhist tale)

Retold by Ama H.Vanniarachchy

Long time ago a monk lived alone in a forest. The forest was a beautiful place and to the monk all the animals and plants were his family. A rock cave was his dwelling. Forest berries was his diet. He spent the day meditating and practicing what he has learned.

Humans in the nearby village used to hunt and sometimes capture these animals for their own needs. There lived a she-elephant in the other end of the forest. Every time her baby elephants were captured by humans in the nearby village. She was very sad about this. One day she took her newborn baby elephant and walked to the other end of the forest where the monk lived. She went to the monk and gave her new born baby elephant to him and asked him to protect the baby elephant. The monk who was kind to all living beings, accepted the poor helpless mother’s request and adopted the baby elephant. The mother returned to her home, back to her herd.

From then on, the baby elephant grew with the monk as his son. The monk used to feed him, wash him and even play with him few hours a day. As the monk grew older and elephant grew younger, the elephant took care of the monk as a son would take care of his old father. The elephant used to follow the monk everywhere. If the monk is resting in the cave, the elephant would rest nearby. He would bring fruits to the monk.  Keep the monk on his back and take him to the river and bathe him. The young mighty elephant was like the monk’s shadow.

One day, a hunter lost his way and wandered in the deep forest. Accidently he walked in to the area where the monk lived and he saw the mighty young elephant. He was surprised to see such a magnificent young tusker. He thought to himself, “If I tell the king about this mighty beast, I will be rewarded.” With such evil thoughts he went to the king and told the messengers about the giant beast. Soon the king’s huntsmen entered the forest in search of the giant tusker. They entered the other side of the forest where the monk and tusker lived and set elephant traps all over the forest.

That morning the monk was meditating in his cave and the young tusker set off into the forest to bring breakfast for both of them.  Unknowing the evil intentions of the humans, the young tusker gaily roamed around the forest in search of food. He stepped on a trap and alas, he was caught!  He couldn’t move his legs and the giant creature fell on the floor. He started to cry. His eyes were red with anger and agony. Tears started to roll off his eyes. He couldn’t understand what was happening. He tried his best to break off the ropes but they were hard as iron. It was a sad sight to see. Soon the king’s huntsmen reached there. They threw an arrow at the tusker’s shoulder which was soaked in a tranquilizer. How helpless he was!

Soon the giant creature was taken to the king. He was tied using hard ropes and iron chains. He soon gained conscious and was furious. His eyes searched the monk. He couldn’t see him anywhere. This is not the forest. He could see hundreds of people staring at him and some of them standing around him with spears and arrows pointed towards him. He was angry and started to shout. It was like the thunder. He moved his giant feet, trunk and body. He threw the bucket of water as hard as he can. It splashed and the bucket was in pieces. He took the food from his trunk and threw it up in the air. As he struggled the iron chains and roped hurt his feet and neck.

The king and all his men were wondering how to tame him. They pricked him with spears, threw water over him, shouted harsh loud words and tightened his chains but nothing calmed the Tusker. The king thought he has never seen such a huge elephant till now and such beautiful and long tusks. His voice was like thunder. This one surely is going to be the royal elephant. And he will be the best war elephant. But nothing could tame the tusker.

Meanwhile the monk was wondering where his elephant is. Why is he late? What could have happened to him? The monk left his cave and wandered in the forest in search of the tusker. The monk called out his name. Seeing his huge footsteps the monk followed them and came to the place where the tusker was trapped. The monk realized that his son, the tusker, was in great trouble and he needs help. The monk left the forest and entered the village. He asked the villagers about the tusker. They told him that a magnificent tusker had been captured today by the king. The monk visited the king. On the way he could hear the thunderous cries of the tusker. The monk felt his agony. As soon as he visited there, the tusker became calm. He bent down on his knees in front of the monk and cried. His warm tears washed the dust covering the monk’s feet. The monk placed his palm on the tusker’s forehead. He felt no fear and pain anymore.

The king saw this miracle. The wild beast was tamed by this monk from the forest. The king walked towards the monk and said, “The beast is tamed to you. How hard we tired, my men who are experts, couldn’t tame the beast. How did you do that?”

The monk replied, “This tusker whom you call as the beast, is my son. He lives with me in the forest. He is my family. Even animals feel love and compassion. They respond to kind words. And I must request you to release him back to where he belongs. He doesn’t belong here. The wild belongs to the wild. Besides, staying here will not make him happy he will remain stubborn and wild. And if you separate him from me, he will not be able to bear the separation. I am his family.”

“Dear monk, I want him to be the court tusker, he will be the pride of the kingdom. And he will make an excellent war elephant.”

“My dear king, these animals too have feelings. They feel fear, pain and sorrow. When they are separated from their loved once, from their homes they feel fear and sorrow. They miss their families, just as you and I do oh king. They too must be loved and cared, and treated with kind worlds. Just as you and I fear harsh words and physical punishment, these animals fear harsh words and physical punishment too. Dear king, please be kind to every living being, no matter what the size they are. Animals are not ours to use as we want to and they have all the rights to live a fear free life just as we do. We are just another part of Mother Nature and we all are one family. Do no harm to animals and plants, because every life is precious.  Talking about this tusker, he will not survive if you separate him from his home and family. I want you to release him back to where he belongs. He grew up with me since he was a baby elephant. His mother requested me to take care of her newborn baby elephant because all of his babies were captured by humans. It is my duty to protect him and I will stand by him no matter what you do oh great king.”

The king was moved by the monk’s words and he ordered to free the tusker.

Happy and free, the giant tusker gently followed the monk back to his home, the forest.

© සියලූම හිමිකම් ඇවිරිණි. කතෘගේ ලිඛිත අවසරය නොමැතිව මෙහි සඳහන් කිසිවක් හෝ උපුටා ගැනීම, ගබඩා කර තැබීම, නැවත ප්‍රකාශය, පලකිරීම සපුරා තහනම්ය.

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The Clouds and the Little Maid

The Clouds and the Little Maid

(Based on an ancient Asian folklore)

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Long time ago…yes, many thousand years ago, the world was a different place from today. The sky was so close that fluffy, white clouds floated just next to us. They covered the roofs of our houses and the top of tall trees.

Ambili mama who lives in the moon, with his pet rabbit, would give curd and treacle for children. He loved children, and children would play with his long silvery beard.

The majestic sun god was not as warm as it is today. He was like a gigantic bright warm lamp, hanging up in the sky.

People used stars as lamps to lighten up their houses. Children loved to play with tiny twinkling stars.

There was a poor little servant girl who was tired doing heavy chores. She was always tired and hungry.

One day, she was cleaning the garden with an ekel broom when friendly clouds came to play with her. The tired little girl was angry at the clouds; she threw the ekel broom at the clouds and the sky.

Clouds were sad.   The sky was sad too, that the sky distance itself from us, moving so high that we cannot touch it.

The ekel broom hit the sky so hard, the sun was thrown away and hit the end of the universe. Do you know what happened when the sun hit the end of the universe? The sun caught on fire, and it is still burning.

Ambili mama’s pet rabbit hid behind the mountains on the moon. He would come out only when its nights so we merely see his giant shadow.

The sad sky, clouds, moon, sun and the stars, they all went far far away from us!!!

© සියලූම හිමිකම් ඇවිරිණි. කතෘගේ ලිඛිත අවසරය නොමැතිව මෙහි සඳහන් කිසිවක් හෝ උපුටා ගැනීම, ගබඩා කර තැබීම, නැවත ප්‍රකාශය, පලකිරීම සපුරා තහනම්ය. කතෘගේ ලිඛිත අවසරය නොමැතිව උපුටා ගැනීම බුද්ධිම දේපළ පනත යටතේ දඬුවම් ලැබිය හැකි වරදකි.

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Humanity

If humans are kind to each other, if really humanity do exist, the world would have been a better place and we wouldn’t need to fight so much for innocent lives. This would have made our struggles easier. As I get involved more and more in protecting innocent lives my faith in Humanity fades away. What a world we live in? Can we have faith in humanity? We humans are here to protect others, but we are the very reason that their lives are in danger. How long can we fight for the week, for the voiceless? The future is so dark!!!

It is disheartening to see the drain of humanity in the society we live in….How long can we fight for them? What about the future? The world is becoming a dangerous place to live…very brutal and selfish.

p207800© සියලූම හිමිකම් ඇවිරිණි. කතෘගේ ලිඛිත අවසරය නොමැතිව මෙහි සඳහන් කිසිවක් හෝ උපුටා ගැනීම, ගබඩා කර තැබීම, නැවත ප්‍රකාශය, පලකිරීම සපුරා තහනම්ය. කතෘගේ ලිඛිත අවසරය නොමැතිව උපුටා ගැනීම බුද්ධිම දේපළ පනත යටතේ දඬුවම් ලැබිය හැකි වරදකි.

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Ancient Somawati dagaba, sketched by me in ink, water colour and pencil.

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මිනිසාගේ ආත්මාර්ථකාමිත්වය. Selfishness of humans.

මිනිසා භූමිය බෙදා වෙන් කරගෙන සිටින ආකාරය දුටු විට මට සිතුණේ පුළුවන්නම් මිනිසා අහසත් මුදලට ගෙන කොටස් කර ගෙන තාප්ප, වැට මායිම් යොදා වෙන්කර ගනු ඇතැයි කියාය. එසේ කරගෙන අහසේ සැරිසරන සතුන්ට ඒ සඳහා ඇති නිදහසද සීමා කරනු ඇත. මිනිසාගේ ආත්මාර්ථකාමිත්වය , අනුකම්පාවිරහිතබව , නොනිමි ආශාවන් සහ මුග්ධත්වය සිමාව ඉක්මවා යමින් පවතින  අතර, සොබා දහම පරයා නැගී සිටීමේ බරපතල වැරැද්ද නිසාම මිනිසා විනාශය කරා සිඝ්‍රයෙන් ළං වන්නේය. මිනිසාගේ ආත්මාර්ථකාමිත්වය , අනුකම්පාවිරහිතබව සහ මුග්ධබව  වර්තමානය තරම් ඉහළට ගොස් තිබුණු කිසිඳු යුගයක්  අප දැනට ජිවත් වන මානව  ශිෂ්ටාචාරයේ ඉතිහාසයෙන් සොයා ගත නොහැකි  තරම්ය.

As humans have owned the entire earth to fulfill their selfish and endless desires, if possible, humans will ‘buy’ the sky, mark their ownership on the sky and even will restrict the freedom of living beings on the skies. The selfishness, ruthlessness and ignorance of humans, have reached it’s highest as it has never been before in the entire human history. Driven by their selfishness, ruthlessness and ignorance, humans are committing the grave mistake of destroying nature and provoking Mother Nature. We have never seen a period of human ignorance and ruthlessness as high as it is today, in the known history of human civilization.

© සියලූම හිමිකම් ඇවිරිණි. කතෘගේ ලිඛිත අවසරය නොමැතිව මෙහි සඳහන් කිසිවක් හෝ උපුටා ගැනීම, ගබඩා කර තැබීම, නැවත ප්‍රකාශය, පලකිරීම සපුරා තහනම්ය.

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