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RHYTHM OF LIFE

RHYTHM OF LIFE



 The most memorable & lovely era of any one’s life is no argument, the school life,simply because what we experienced, weird things we did ,will give an endless smile to your face anytime. As owners of such a fantastic school life, for us, life was school, & its heart beat was our western band.

As members of the band we always used to murmur, “if there is no band in heaven, we are not going there”. Simply ,we were ready to die for it , Of course still we are.
Being inspired by the sight of our sisters playing & marching, we stepped in it as a small bunch of kids. Little by little with hard practice, dedication, eagerness with patience, we became a part of it, of course it became a part of us. Since, it has been our soul & we were one family. We started before the sun cheerfully,& end up just before the sun delightfully, yet we never felt tired, never gave up.Because  Altogether we had only one goal, to become the best day by day in every way.


We had our own traditions & customs which really drove us to learn how to be with others & respect others, share the happiness as well as sorrow, control anger & ignore tiredness.Of course it inspired us to achieve our academic goals too with flying colors  making both parents & teachers really happy & proud about us.
Most of the parents are very scared to let their children to do extra things because they believe that then they won’t be successful in academic life. But they have no sense of what sort of a strong power it gives which could take them far beyond than even they expected. Of course we had that power of facing any kind of a challenge with guts & waiting with patience till we become successful, while the rest never thought of even trying for it.


Of course behind all the success stories, there was a strong shelter for us, simply we called him our father & we all were his own daughters, Our Master Mr.J.Maddumabandara.The huge strength behind us for 20 years, sacrificing his whole life & happiness even ignoring the  betterment of his own. Without him, we would never come this far with a successful story like this. All what we achieved are simply because of him, no argument.
We owe it forever for the massive experience given us to become complete, applicable personalities to the society with a human face.









Till the last breath , LOVE YOU WESTERN BAND !

LIVE LONG LIFE !


The Welcome Presentation of Neth-Ima 2013
         
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfbzVNpbrGc

It’s Marketing Stupid.



What makes the world go round? Whatever the answer you might bring, it surely ain't. Because above all of them, this once obscure concept or the subject has come to dominate and bamboozle every other subject and theory the man has ever invented. So that one surely spins everything it touches. It’s marketing. No secret that it has been there ever since the first time a creature thought of ways to get the interest of the female of the species and vice versa, definitely. Yet the concept has been kept hidden, never given the visibility it richly deserved till the 21st century dawned, to overpower all else and dominate the world from end to end.

Marketing is the concept which made us look at things in a totally different perspective, to make us believe everything is what it seems; that all that glitters is gold, that beauty is deeper than the skin and that the mirage truly exists. We, the mankind love to live a lie, and no other concept but marketing has ever understood the value of the fact. While the rest bothers about the hard facts, marketing keeps caressing where it excites most, the imagination and the multitude of emotions which after all make us unique in the universe. It’s the art of how to tell a lie, beautifully at that.

Written By : Kelum Samarasea (Sir)

PLEASE SAVE ME (a poem)


           PLEASE   SAVE  ME
I  am  crying
But  no  body  sees  me
I  am wailing a lot
But  no  one  listens  to  me
Small  kids  sigh  at  a  once
And  they  are  looking  at  me
In  a very  sad  mood
I  am  sure  they  feel  sympathy  on  me
They  are  the  one who  played  around me
Laughed  and  danced  and  also  quarreled
Near  me
They  feel  fine  when  they  are with  me 
I  was their  resting  chair
I  was very  beautiful  when  hundreds  of  babies 
Appeared from  my  hands
Everybody admired  me  and
They hit  me  to  get  my  babies
They ate  my  kids  with  a  great  smile 
But now  I am  a  complete  looser 
I  am  losing  my  pride  and  honor
I did  nothing  wrong  to  these  people
But  they  are  cutting   me  down
You all  will  remind  the  service  that
I have  given  to  you
There obviously  you  will  mutter  my
Name…OH..POOR MANGO TREE..
                                                 
                                                                                                                                  Written  by  SANDUNI  ATAPATTU

The Earth (a poem)

THE    EARTH

Mother  earth, bears  the  whole  world 
In  a  silence 
She  sighs  only  when  she  hurts 
But  never  show  that  to  the  world
She  is  the  home  for  all  living  beings
She  is  the  sole  protection  to  the  so  called
GENIUS   people
But  she  receive  very  few  from  the  world
People  never  understand  her  value
SELFISH  MINDED,MONEY  MINDED,DISGUSTING   humans
They  only  concern  the  temporary  happiness , giving  someone  a  burden 
Of  pain….
Mother   earth   has  to  pay  from  this
Do  we  pay  little  concern  towards  her  weeping?
No  never…genius  us  have  no  sympathy  towards  her
The  world  runs  in  a  band  wagon   while  the  silence  of   earth  bears  everthing..
Never speaks..
But  hears  a lot  more  than  we  do..
But  someday  the  people  will  have  the  return for  their  work,for  their  sins  to  the  earth..
That  day  our  mother  earth  will  not  be  silent  anymore..


                                                                                                                                Sanduni  Atapattu

GIVE ME (a poem)



Give me my eyes
I looked at you
Give me my words
I said to you

Give me my tears
I cried for you
Give me my heart
I gifted for you

Give me my days
I spent with you
Give me my dreams
I made with you
Give me my joy
I shared with you
But take the memories
of me and you…

BY: K.D.L. Chathurangani


God's Paint Brush Is Truly At Work Here!


THE MOST COLORFUL RIVER IN THE WORLD




The river shown in the photographs is the Cristales, which is located near the town of La Macarena in Colombia, South America.
The river, world famous for its colorful display, has been called: "the river that ran away to paradise", "the most beautiful river in the world"
and "the river of five colors".

During Colombia 's wet season, the water flows fast and deep, obscuring the bottom of the river and denying the mosses and algae that call the river home the sun that they need. During the dry season there is not enough water to support the dazzling array of life in the river. 



But during a brief span between the wet and dry seasons, when the water level is just right, the many varieties of algae and moss bloom in a dazzling display of colours. Blotches of amarillo , blue, green, black and red - and a thousand shades in between - coat the river.

The part of the river where the colourful blooms occur is quite isolated and is not accessible by road. Adventurous tourists can now fly into La Macarena and then make their way to to the river site on foot as part of guided tours. The site was effectively closed to tourists for several years because of guerrilla activity in the region along with concerns about the impact of unregulated tourist traffic. However, the site was re-opened to visitors in 2009.



By: Fairooza Razeen

Questionnaire

QUESTIONNAIRE

Hey guys wait ! wait ! this is not just to read, you can try this out to find out what type you are .Count how many of each letter you have ticked .You will notice that one letter crops up especially often .This indicates what type you are.

1] What’s your favorite subject?
*English or French [C]
*Sports or Maths [A]
*History or physics [B]
*Art or Geography [D]

2] You are asked by someone what type of films you like most & your idea about a good film . You will say;
*A comedy [C]
*A fantasy film [B]
*A road movie [A]
*An action film [D]

3] If you are invited to do social work ,which one will you select from the following?
*Take care of animals in an animal shelter [A]
*Collect donations for orphan children [C]
*Join to an environmental protection society [D]
*Help school children to do their homework [B]

4] You are invited for a barbecue by one of your friends .What  will you take there;
*Homemade salad [D]
*Playing cards & a volleyball [C]
*Collect money from each one & order some plates [B]
*Some DVDs of songs [A]

5] You received a letter from a friend .Which word do you like most?
*Love from [B]
*CU [D]
*Bye for now [A]
*See you soon [C]

6] If you can’t do your science homework, what will you do?
*I call someone brilliant in science [D]
*I check it out from the internet [B]
*I ask from the teacher again [A]
*I ask a classmate in a free time [c]

7] You write songs  for a rock band .Which of the following groups of words appeals to you most?
*Chance- Waiting- Goal [A]
*Lightning- Raspberry ice cream- Crash [D]
*Desert- Heart beat- Dream [B]
*Fun- Crush on you- City [C]

8] Your friend asks you to take part in a talent show. Your response will be;
*No way .I don’t even watch them [B]
*Good idea [D]
*There are too many people who turn up [A]
*It will be amazing fun [C]

9] What would you do when you are going out with your friends?
*Play a game [A]
*Hang around in town [D]
*Go & see a film [B]
*Meet at a fast food restaurant [C]

Have you answered all the questions? Then here’s your qualities……….

TYPE A
You are a reliable person. You don’t waste your time asking questions, but prefer to get on & do the job yourself.

TYPE B
You think very carefully before you talk. People trust you. People can turn to you whenever they need you.

TYPE C
You have a great sense of humor & love a good laugh. Anyone can have a good time with you. You will always find something interesting to talk about.

TYPE D
You are a creative person. You are open for new contacts. You inspire others while developing your own personality at the same time.

Hope you found what type of a person you are !!!!!

By: Pavithra Thennakoon 

EID UL ALHA (The Festival Of Sacrifice)


It's 7 in the morning and the streets are crowded with men, women and children all adorned in their best clothes, making their way to the mosque. When the festival prayers are over, they shake their hands firmly together followed by an embrace, the famous mark among the Muslims to spread peace. Men are preparing for the slaughtering of the cattle, women are setting up the tables with assorted sweets and the children are being laden with many gifts from their aunts and uncles.
Yes, it's the day of the Muslim's festival, Eid Ul Adha, also known to most people as the Haj Festival, which fell on the 16th of October this year.
So what is so important about this day? And why is it known as the Haj festival?

Basically, Eid ul Adha is celebrated to mark the end of the annual pilgrimage to the holy land of Makkah, known as Haj.

But to be more specific, the day is celebrated in honour of the willingness of Prophet Abraham to slaughter his own beloved son for the sake of Allah, thus came the name Eid ul Adha (The Feast of Sacrifice). The story goes to end in the son being replaced by a lamb, introducing the act of slaughtering cattle on this particular day by Muslims all around the world.

Achievers, Kandy too reserved a few hours to celebrate this special day, producing a fine performance by the students and the teachers followed by a serving of refreshments that spun out to be the talk of the day. The organizers behind the splendid arrangement of the day's celebration certainly showed their fine skills as they brought out food, entertainment and talent which the audience enjoyed immensely, making it an evening to be remembered.



 




Arts.............
















                                                    
Artist- Upeksha Wijethilake

Friendship (A Poem)




Friendship















You were my friend, My own brother..
We were grown together and played together
you were my guardian and shadow of my life
Really you are a soul friend.....

The time passed secretly,
We become adults
You went to the battle
As a brave soldier,
I was alone.......

"He has come" all murmured,
I came to see you and
said "hi"
But, you never talked with me,
You were in a deep sleep.....


Everyone said, "he died".
No, he is my friend,
He is still living
In the deep of my heart...


Friendship 2


Friendship..


by: Nirosha Senanayake

We met by chance &
turned into friends
and now our destiny
keeps us close to each
other making our
friendship grow more
with the passing time
you are a friend for me life time!!!