DT/24/032 Malshi Amodya

💙  A family is not just a Bond of blood. It is a place where love,unity ,and kindness flow  Form one heard to another. That is exactly what brought our family together  To create our cherished society - " Samagiye suwada " Every program we plan,every idea we share, Carries one purpose: To do something good, something meaningful, Something that brings happiness to others.  Beautiful Leda born on vesak poya One day, just before ves A ak poya,a family member gently suggested:                  "Shall we offer a Dansala this vesak?" The moment those words were spoken,our hearts filled with joy. Everyone agreed instantly. Not only our family, but neighbors,frinds,and even those who simply cared about us said: " we would love to join too"  that gave us strength. it made our small idea bloom into something  truly beautiful. THE YOUTH WHO BECOME THE HEART OF THE HEART OF THE  DANSALA people often see dansala led b...

🌄 on a Saturday morning, The ordinary world I knew  Tilted out of place  Within a single breath. Heading out with my mother  For extra classes, I noticed a quiet shadow  Settling across my father's face A heaviness he didn't have words for. Then the phone rang, Cutting through my chest  Like a Cold thread of sound. A voice speaking, 🗣️  Eyes suddenly filled with weights, And a day we didn't suspect  Began folding inward. After a few moments  Of hallow silence, My father let out a fragile breath  That broke our world open _ "Mihidu... He's gone..."😔😭  In that moment, My mother's eyes 😭 fell, And a deep, quiet heaviness  Pressed into my heart. The man who once filled  Our days with gentle laughter  Had stepped away  Form this vast world  So suddenly, Leaving us standing still. As we walked forward, Moving through the crowd, A soft silence followed us_ As if the Day itself  Was whispering that someone...

With a mother's love that warms my heart, ❤️ A father's strenght from the very start, 💪 A sister who guides me when I'm unsure,👥 And a younger one whose smile is pure.🧏    When the world feels heavy, loud,and cold, Home is the place where my fears  Unfold, Through little fights and silent days, Love still finds its gentle ways. When I fall, they lift me high, When I dream, they're standing by, In every step,in all I do,  My family's Love pulls  me through.❤️ If someone asks what luck can be, I don't look far or try to see, Mother, father, sister,too- A loving family... That's my truth ❤️💗

My first pilgrimage to sri pade became a chapter I'll never forget. Our group teased me with the nickname "the kodu karaya" Yet every moment felt new,filled with simple  Laughter and fresh experience. Before climbing the mountains, everyone cleaned  Up and gathered to eat  I tasted the fish flakes and the meat curry we had carried, Even though my mother had warned me not to but hunger often wins over rules. As night fell,we began the climb with excitement  I shared stories from the ancient legends of the mountain,feeling a quiet pride as others listened  Along the way,I saw the struggle of  pilgrims some climbing with one breath, Some guide by kind soldiers,step by careful step It made me wonder if I would ever face those moments myself  Closer to the peak  , a sharp pain rose from inside me , But my determination pulled me forward  The hope of touching  the sacred footprint. Just as I reached the top ,my strength slipped away, And I fai...