Friday, July 26, 2013

Frienship week - email sent by Gallege De Silva.




Let's see if you send it back. We all know or knew someone like this!! 

 One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books.
I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.   He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks.' They really should get lives. ' He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!' There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football  with my friends He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle,
 the more I liked him, and my  friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday! ' He just laughed and handed me half the books.Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great.
He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
Boy, sometimes I was jealous! Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!'
He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. ' Thanks,' he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began 'Graduation is a time
to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends I am here to tell all of you
 that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.' I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the first day we met.
He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. 'Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable..' I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this
 handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize
 it's depth. Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each others lives
to impact one another in some way. Look for Good in others. You now have two choices, you can :
1) Pass this on to your friends or
2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart..
As you can see, I took choice number 1.
'Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.'
There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift.
It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.  
WHEN YOU RECEIVE THIS LETTER, YOU'RE REQUESTED TO SEND IT TO AT LEAST 10 PEOPLE, INCLUDING THE PERSON WHO
SENT IT TO YOU
udaya51@yahoo.com.au
   

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Nearer my God to Thee. - Hymn.

When the 'Titanic' liner was sinking after hitting an iceberg, on April 15, 1912, there was chaos on board. The luxury liner's band however played one last time as the ship was going down. The tune was 'Nearer my God to Thee'. The Sinhalese epithet 'Nava gillath bang chune' came referring to this incident.
Here is the hymn being sung by an artist:-


 

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Eartha Kitt singing 'Under the bridges of Paris' - a classic of the 1960s.

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Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Phil's scrotum - email sent by Prof. Arsekularatne.


Subject: FW: Fw: Phil's scrotum....this is a hoot!
 
 
 
 
 
The pastor asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express praise for answered prayers. 
 
Suzie Smith stood and walked to the podium. She said, "I have a praise. Two months ago, my husband, Phil, had a terrible bicycle wreck and his scrotum was completely crushed. The pain was excruciating and the doctors didn't know if they could help him." You could hear a muffled gasp from the men in the congregation as they imagine the pain that poor Phil must have experienced. "Phil was unable to hold me or the children," she went on, "and every move caused him terrible pain." We prayed as the doctors performed a delicate operation, and it turned out they were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Phil's scrotum, and wrap wire around it to hold it in place." Again, the men in the congregation cringed and squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the horrible surgery performed on Phil. "Now," she announced in a quivering voice, "thank the Lord, Phil is out of the hospital and the doctors say that with time, his scrotum should recover completely." All the men sighed with unified relief. The pastor rose and tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say.
 
A man stood up and walked slowly to the podium.
He said, "I'm Phil." The entire congregation held its breath. "I just want to tell my wife the word is sternum."
 

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Our beautiful Sri Lanka - email from Gallege De Silva

Ceylon To Sri Lanka (BREATHTAKINGLY BEAUTIFUL & NICELY SUMMARIZED BELOW)


Beautiful Sri Lanka...................................




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Pandit Amaradewa the doyen of Sinhalese Classical music getting 'Prasaadam' from a Hindu Priest.


The rock fortress Sigiriya - 16th Century Present Era.

Coming downhill from Hatton.

Satellite picture of 'The Pearl of the Indian Ocean".

Steam train in the hill country.

The 'Dalada Maligawa' at night seen from across the Kandy Lake.

Devon Falls, Pathana, Hatton.

'Adam's Peak' - Sri Paadha' in mist.

Tissamaharama Stupa.

Devon Falls, Pathana, Hatton.

Victoria Dam, Adhikarigama, Teldeniya.

St Clair's Falls, Pathana, Hatton.



Sunbeams in the hill country.

Looking across a 'Wewa'.

Sigiriya.

Mist in the Hill Country.

'Jala thilaka mandapaya' also called the 'Kundasalawa' where the ladies of the Kandyan court went to play.

Galle-face green.

The Senate building, University of Ceylon, Peradeniya.

Galle-face green.

The 'Dalada Maligawa' with its Golden Canopy lit up, Kandy.

Tea-pluckers in the Hill Country.

Elephant in the Dehiwala Zoo, Colombo.

The caprisoned elephanf, Dalada Maligawa, Kandy.

The Central Highlands.

Kandy at night.

Giving a helping hand.

Colombo skyline.

Tea-pluckers and the train on the Badulla line.

Galle-face green, Colombo.

The tranquill hills.

Doorman at the Galle-face Hotel in the old British Colonial uniform.

Maskeliya with Adam's peak in the distance.
Paying homage to the Buddha.

Devon Falls, Hatton - Nuwara Eliya road.

St Claire's Falls, Hatton-Nuwara Eliya road.
Sunrise seen from Maskeliya. You can see Adam's peak in the horizon.
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The Ramboda climb to Nuwara Eliya.

Train going through the mist.

Boy plucking water lillies.
Flower seller by the roadside.


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