I vividly recall a moment from my childhood, around the age of seven or eight, when I fell ill with a fever. My mother, ever diligent in our care, took…
It was my father's sacred tradition to visit Kataragama annually with our entire family. Even after his passing, I continued this pilgrimage whenever possible, driven by a deep, personal reason…
The decline of Sri Lanka’s indigenous knowledge systems, particularly in the realm of animal and plant classification, is a critical yet often overlooked consequence of colonial influence. By the time…
If something can be created, then it is, by its nature, an illusion. A magician, too, presents the hidden as if he has brought it into existence. Buddha stands as…
Every human being enters this world through the nurturing womb of a mother. From that moment, life unfolds under the protective embrace of parents who dedicate themselves to shaping the…