Creative writing - Series of articles - Dr Tilak S Fernando

Agony & Mental Torture

Saturday, 19 Oct 2013 19:38
Pavitra was virtually thrown out of bed when her telephone rang at three in the morning. The time in Sri Lanka was 8 am. Her elder sister Needra was impatient to break the news to her sister in London about the sudden illness of their mother Noelene. Read more...

OMNINOUS e-MAIL

Tuesday, 08 Oct 2013 19:16
It took only a few moments after Sena put the phone down on Neelanthi ending a long argument on the phone. They were on the phone for more than forty five minutes trying to justify each other about their feelings on an e-mail Neelanthi had received through Sena’s mail box… Read more...

In The Dark

Sunday, 29 Sep 2013 09:16
It was a dark night throughout the country when power cuts took place from town to town at various intervals. The activities of the City of Colombo suddenly came to an abrupt halt at around 8 p.m.  Actually this was not a temporary power failure but the beginning of a… Read more...
She lived in a far away remote town hundreds of miles away from the city of Colombo. I was born in London. But when flower buds opened into beautiful blooms in her garden they reached my olfactory glands. Read more...

The Seekers

Friday, 27 Sep 2013 20:18
Romesh, born in London to Sri Lankan parents, grew up in the absence of any cousins or Sri Lankan friends of his age to spend his childhood. Realising this very fact, his parents devoted extra time with him with lots of love and care. Against this backdrop Romesh was taken… Read more...

Second Lobe Syndrome

Thursday, 19 Sep 2013 05:53
It was a gloomy mid-afternoon. The sun had fought a tiresome battle the whole morning trying to emerge out of the dark clouds that were trying to obliterate it. The branches of trees and leaves took an ‘attention’ position, as if the whole world had turned upside down! Read more...

Negative karma

Tuesday, 17 Sep 2013 07:37
The SriLankan Airlines direct flight from London to Bandaranaike International Airport landed in the early hours of a Saturday morning. Among hundreds of passengers who were disembarking the plane was Sunil with a grown and ‘uncontrolled’ beard, dishevelled long hair and dressed in a cotton T-shirt and a pair of… Read more...

June Seventeenth

Sunday, 15 Sep 2013 09:18
June seventeenth was a memorable day for Sena. At the peak of mid-summer, the sun was majestically radiating heat having won the battle against clouds to literally melt the London Streets. Read more...
On a Monday morning Arusha woke up late suddenly. His mother who normally acts as his morning alarm clock had gone to London on holiday . Read more...

The Vendetta

Saturday, 14 Sep 2013 07:22
“The psychological upheaval, the amount of mental trauma and the associated pain that is recurring day in an out cannot be put into words when there is no possible and immediate hope of a reunion with my family, now that I have left my country. I may never see my… Read more...
It was an era when University post graduate students in the country launched an organised social revolution against the State. Frustrated cluster groups started to agitate, the rulers undermined the threats involved and paid little or no heed at all until the issue became cancerous, affecting the entire nation. Read more...
After nearly twenty years, I suddenly bumped into Mr. Dassanayake in Colombo, our class master who taught us Latin in my old school. It was indeed a pleasant surprise and a joy to meet with one of my 'adorable gurus' again. Those were the days when we, as students, were… Read more...

Hurricane Of Fate

Tuesday, 10 Sep 2013 22:15
It was towards the end of her sabbatical leave and a glorious Roman holiday in London for Menika, but was it an end of a newfound love…?  Hallway near the front door, in her flat, stood her packed suitcase ready and padlocked for return journey to Colombo. Inside the bed… Read more...
Of all my relations, I developed a special liking to Aunty Helga for reasons unknown. Read more...

The battle for survival

Wednesday, 07 Aug 2013 20:46
On this particular night the Bambala-Watta police station looked like a disturbed bee hive, its vice squad having raided several star class hotels in the city. There were a few foreign women with oriental and western features inside the police cells. In the corner cell were two Sri Lankan women… Read more...

 

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