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| A life of
grit struck down |
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 It was a journey he had made hundreds of times. That day too, May 8, he woke up at the crack of dawn, had a bite of “something”, lit the tiny clay lamp near the small statue of Lord Buddha in the corner of the bare room and was on his way.“There was a little bit of rice and pittu from the previous night’s dinner, he ate that and when his father wanted to accompany him, he said he could see the pathway by the light of the Vesak moon, took the torch and left home,” says his mother T.L. Seelawathi, 61. |
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| Ray:Still raring
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 On a sunny morning in Colombo some two decades ago, passers-by were taken aback by the sight of a light aircraft making a steady descent towards the green in front of the Town Hall. As they watched open-mouthed, the aircraft landed and as the crowd grew, the pilot taxied smoothly onto Dharmapala Mawatha with his assistant trotting behind, holding on to the blades to prevent them turning. |
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| Friends in need |
 He's walking on the street and suddenly knocked down by a passing vehicle. Let's call him 'Citizen-X'. 'Citizen-X' could be any one of us. He represents a random Sri Lankan - rich, poor, old, young, female, male, Tamil, Sinhalese… it doesn't matter. What should matter, however, is, what would happen to 'Citizen-X' in case of an emergency such as this.Well, there really aren't many options to choose from. |
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| In his father’s footsteps |
 Pushpadeva Dharmawardena was an artist by the time he was four years old. Watched over by a proud father, the young boy designed his own batik creations. To Vipula Dharmawardena, it must have seemed as if artistry ran through the very veins of his first born, as if within the blood they shared, skill and dexterity met the vision and passion required of any artist. |
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