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Amaradewa, The Maestro of Sinhala music, Sri Lanka.
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Pera
dinayaka ma pem kala
Sannaliyane
- Amaradewa
RATHNA
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W. D. Amaradeva
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| Pandit W.D. Amaradeva | |
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Pandit Amaradeva in 2014.
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| Born | Wannakuwatta Waduge Don Albert Perera 5 December 1928 Moratuwa, British Ceylon |
| Nationality | Sri Lankan |
| Education | Bhatkhande Music Institute Sri Sumangala College Kalutara Vidyalaya |
| Occupation | University lecturer |
| Religion | Theravada Buddhism |
| Spouse(s) | Wimala Amaradeva |
| Children | Ranjana Amaradeva, Subhani Amaradeva, and Priyanvada Amaradeva |
Wannakuwatta Waduge Don Albert Perera (Sinhalese: වන්නකුවත්ත වඩුගේ දොන් ඇල්බට් පෙරෙරා; born 5 December 1927 in Koralwella, Moratuwa, British Ceylon) better known by his adopted name Amaradeva is a Sri Lankan vocalist, violinist and composer. Primarily using traditional instruments like sitars, tablas and harmoniums, Amaradeva incorporates Sinhala folk music with Indian ragas in his work. Many consider Pandit Amaradeva’s contribution to the development of Sinhala music as unmatched.[1][2][3]
In the mid-1950s, Amaradeva in his Janagayana project consulted experts of the Kandyan dance tradition like Pani Bharata, Kiriganita, Gunamala, Ukkuva and Suramba in his path to understand what constituted Sinhala folk music. Noting that it mostly revolved around a single melody, he decided to add verses that would lead up to the central melody which would now be a chorus thus forming two parts (unseen earlier in traditional Sri Lankan music) removing restrictions that had existed earlier. In doing so, Amaradeva created a uniquely Sinhalese music style that stayed true to folk tradition while incorporating outside influences. His work was vital in the creation of the sarala gee genre practised subsequently by artists like Victor Ratnayake, Sunil Edirisinghe and Sanath Nandasiri.[4][5]
Pandit Amaradeva has been the recipient of numerous awards including the Philippine Ramon Magsaysay Award(2001), Indian Padma Sri Award (2002)[6] and Sri Lankan "President's Award of Kala Keerthi" (1986) and DeshamanyaAward (1998). In 2003 the French government awarded him the prestigious honour; Chevalier. Notably he still remains the most popular artist as confirmed by Nielsen Media Research findings[4][7] He has also represented Sri Lanka in many forums including the UNESCO 1967 Manila Symposium.
In 1972, Pandit Amaradeva composed the music for the Maldivian National Anthem (Gaumii salaam) at the request of Maldivian Government.
Contents
[hide]- 1Early life and education
- 2Career
- 3Honors
- 4Filmography
- 5See also
- 6References
- 7External links
Angel Knocking at the Door
email sent by Kamalini Kanapathippillai
There came a frantic knock At the doctor's
office door,
A knock, more urgent than He had ever heard
before.
"Come in, Come in," The impatient doctor said,
"Come in, Come in, Before you wake the
dead."
In walked a frightened little girl, A child no more than nine,
It was plain for all to see, She had troubles on her mind.
"Oh doctor, I beg you, Please come with me,
My mother is surely dying, she's as sick as
she can be."
I don't make house calls, Bring your mother here,"
"But she's too
sick, So you must come or
she will die I fear."
The doctor, touched by her devotion, Decided he would go,
She said he would be blessed, More than he could know.
She led him to her house Where her mother lay in bed,
Her mother was so
very sick She couldn't raise
her head.
But her eyes cried out for help And help her the doctor did,
She would have died
that very night Had it not been for
her kid.
The doctor got her fever down And she lived through the night,
And morning brought
the doctor signs, That she would be
all right.
The doctor said he had to leave But would return again by two,
And later he came
back to check, Just like he said
he'd do.
The mother praised the doctor For all the things he'd done,
He told her she would have died, Were it not for her little one.
"How proud you must be Of your wonderful
little girl,
It was her pleading
that made me come, She is really quite
a pearl!
"But doctor, my daughter died Over three years ago,
Is the picture on
the wall Of the little girl
you know?"
The doctors legs went limp For the picture on
the wall,
Was the same little
girl For whom he'd made
this call.
The doctor stood motionless, For quite a little while,
And then his solemn
face, Was broken by his
smile.
He was thinking of that frantic knock Heard at his office door,
And of the
beautiful little angel That had walked
across his floor.
Share the Blessing
of Heavenly Love!
I KNOW there are Angels among us.......
Confucious says
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Weerasekera
Confucious says;When a lady is pregnant, all her friends touch her stomach ad say
"Congrats!".
But none of them come and touch the man's Penis and say "Well
done!".
Moral: Hard work is never appreciated: Only result matters
PS
In the 1950/60s, 'there were quite a lot of jokes which started with 'Confucious says'.
We hardly hear them now.
ALWAYS ASK FIRST
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Weerasekera
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