2 nd October, a special day... two years before... I left my country and came here..Today it starts the third year in Japan...Being away from home, almost half of my life, it was not so strange to be out of the country... however it was so difficult to make understand my mind why I cant go home in the weekend. In the beginning every weekend I was suffering a lot... Later, I got adapt to the life here and I started to love my home here...When I came back after vacation, it made me feel that I came home when I saw may home here... though I was worrying about leaving my loved ones in Sri Lanka.
These two years, specially the second year here made me to understand nothing matters for a friendship, if we can understand each others feelings. The distance between us, totally different cultures did not matter...Friends could make life interesting and joyful...
The loneliness I felt here made me to start writing in Sinhala again, which was stopped when I was 12-14 years...It was a really nice experience to find a set of very good friends who can care a lot... and who can share hurt and love with each other, sometimes even unknowns in person...
However now this environment is familiar too... I have been started to love it... though I m impatiently waiting for returning to my home country, I will miss here one day...
Sometimes it s unbelievable that I was out of country for two years...still the ability to talk to home when ever I feel and close friends who shared ups and downs of my life made it possible...
THANKS A LOT ALL MY FRIENDS, WHO MADE MY LIFE LIVING HERE...!!!
This is written in English BECAUSE OF YOU my dearest friend,
Though you can't differentiate any Sinhala character from each other,
Though you see every Sinhala character as a flower,
and still imagines you are a member of my blog
by counting the comments and the number of posts I have done.
"Why, O Queen Neter-Tua, why wouldst thou know the future? If hell yawns beneath thy feet, why wouldst thou peep through its golden doors before the time? The future is hid from mortals because, could they pierce its veil, it would crush them with its terrors. If all the woes of life and death lay open the gaze, who would dare to live and who—oh! who could dare to die?"
"Then woes await me, O thou who wast my mother?"
"How can it be otherwise? Light and darkness make the day, joy and sorrow make the life. Thou art human, be content."
( Extracted from the book- Morning star)
"Remember that the beggar child playing in the sand may have a destiny more high than yours when all the earthly count is reckoned. Remember that you share the air you breathe with the cattle and the worm."