In my recent visit to Vavuniya, I visited a women’s self help group in Thekkawatta. They had all come with their children, dressed up for a show. It was good to see how much beauty is there in Vavuniya, despite all the turmoil and sad stories we hear from the camps.
like something symbolic
written on an ola leaf
with a speical sort of pen.
something scultped in to the sands of time
an elephantine miniature, in stone