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Monday, November 27, 2017

The Little Artist's Charcoal


http://www.nation.lk/epaper/sunday/2014/03/02/files/mobile/index.html#18

I remembered when they talked of hell and damnation at Sunday school.  I think that if eternity is forever and ever, which is like one trillion to the zillionth power, and then some, that this life won't make a difference one way or the other in determining my fate...

Epiphany in a Forest and a Fast Car

http://www.nation.lk/epaper/sunday/2013/09/29/files/mobile/index.html#26

With each step, she feels herself shrinking into the little girl of days long gone under the eye of a hypercritical mother and authoritarian father...

The Lively Relationships of a Homeless Man

http://www.nation.lk/epaper/sunday/2013/03/03/files/assets/basic-html/page41.html

You are now in their world. They see you. You see the South Asian restaurant you’ve had your sights on, but you wait.  It’s lunch hour and they are all there, talking, laughing and eating. You tell yourself that you don’t care, but you know it’s a lie. They will see you. Smell you.  Despise you. You decide wait outside until just before the lunch special ends.
You are now in their world. They see you. You see the South Asian
restaurant you’ve had your sights on, but you wait. It’s lunch hour
and they are all there, talking, laughing and eating. You tell your-
self that you don’t care, but you know it’s a lie. They will see you.
Smell you. Despise you. You decide wait outside until just before the
lunch special ends.

A Big End and a Bigger Beginning

http://www.nation.lk/epaper/sunday/2013/06/09/files/assets/basic-html/page8.html

Her scent colored all of my actions and reactions. A waft of her sweetest aftertaste swiped at my willpower

Reflections Appear Subtly and Dramatically

http://www.nation.lk/epaper/sunday/2013/07/21/files/mobile/index.html#34

If the eyes were the window to the soul, he was going to use laser-like focus to smash that window into shards and smithereens until his entrapped soul would show its hand, for once and for all. 

Tinny poem

http://www.nation.lk/epaper/sunday/2013/10/20/files/mobile/index.html#26
the humming that won't stop,
can't stop, who can make it stop,
where is it going...

Skin Whiteners Applied And The World Responds

http://www.nation.lk/epaper/sunday/2013/05/19/files/mobile/tablet.html#11

It could be her teeth, her hair, her odor or, in this case, my firm's focus, her skin color.  We simply highlight and refine it until, eventually, that magnificent flaw becomes the beauty  of our industry.