Crematorium, Borella - Funeral of Durumila Kumara nee Gunawardena.

'Crossing the bar' by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Sunset and evening star
   And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
   When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
   Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
   Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
   And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
   When I embark;

For though from out our bourne of Time and Place
   The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
   When I have crossed the bar.

Reflecting on the passing away of Duru, our dear friend

Duru's funeral

asoka dissanayake

7:49 AM (22 hours ago)

Dear All,

I am so sorry to hear about the passing away of Duru. I'm not sure whether she was in a fit state to apprehend our thoughts expressed in the Card that Ranjini had put together at the Reunion. She was closely involved in organising the previous ones and we missed her very much. 

May she attain The Supreme Bliss of Nibbna

Asoka D

Manasara Wedisinghe

Dear  Asoka.D

Thank you for  your  note.

Just  a  small  correction.

The Card  you  wrote  about ,which  was  signed by  our  colleagues  at  the    Re Union  meeting  held  on  7th  iJuly

was  the  work  of  my   wife  Piyaseeli.

It  was  done  by my daughter  in  US   and  brought  down in  time  for  the  Re  Union  for  every one present  to put  their  signatures on o it.

After  the  event   ,  the  card  was  hande d   over  to  the  carers  of  Duru  at  her  bedside  by  Piyaseeli...

Duru  was  not  quite  conscious  at  the  time,  but  opened  her  eyes  once.

This  is  only  to  set  the  records  straight.

Mana Wedisinghe