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Not often do you come across an experience that challenges your body, mind and all your senses, and subsequently leaves you with a strange sense of longing and a whole lot of leech bites~🌚🔥

Team Alpha, hosted for the 4th consecutive year by the Rotaract Club of SLIIT, was anything but the leisurely stroll in the jungle we were all somewhat hoping for. From the moment we stepped off the bus to the cool, serene air outside, it was made clear we were far away from the comforts of home. We were immediately ushered to the Gemunu Hewa Camp’s seating area by the organizing committee for the project, led by our beloved President Rtr. Duleesha and our PD director Rtr Menuka. Rtr Duleesha gave the welcome note to the gathering, after which our charge was handed over to a team of instructors lead by Corporal Rathnayake. Corporal Rathnayake did not hesitate to point out the fact that for the ensuing two days, the only thing we could call our own was the air we breathed; which was just a significantly elegant way of saying “We own you”. Hence, started the first day of training which made us realize that we would all die a tragic and painful death if we were actually put into a war-zone.

All the activities we were to face in the following couple of days were conjured up in the minds of our fellow Rotaractors in the organizing committee, and meticulously planned and prepared days before the event even started.  These activities of our training started off rather tame, lulling us into a false sense of security that made us believe that the ensuing activities would be just as simple. Firstly, each of us were given an egg which would be our “responsibility” for the duration of the training, and the survival of the egg was of the utmost importance; despite which, several eggs were promptly broken, cracked or stepped on almost immediately after being handed out. The first test involved the making of a structure using A4 sheets, which served as a warm-up session for the teams to learn to work together to achieve a common objective.

Immediately afterwards, the teams were rushed off to the jungle to face various challenges placed along the way. The challenges ranged from traversing a decaying bridge avoiding pretend laser beams fixed along the path, to crawling through a narrow channel made of rope without touching the roof. Each of these challenges served to bring us closer to the dirt we tread on, while testing our patience, endurance and the cohesion of the team.

The real test of our endurance arrived when Corporal Attanayake, the instructor in charge of our team made us carry the heaviest guy in the team the rest of the way to the rendezvous point, pretending he had been shot and in immediate need of medical attention. We managed to lumber our way down to the destination, swaying about and panting uncontrollably, never for a moment suspecting that the worst was yet to come. 

The sun was at its highest when we arrived at the gathering point for the teams, where bad news awaited us: we would have to cook our own lunch. All we were given was a bag of potatoes and two fish caught from the river; unwashed, ungutted and definitely not how we are used to having them served. The timer was set, and the teams scurried off to find twigs and dry leaves while some of each team’s teammates stood behind to prepare the food for cooking. Cooking the food amounted to no more than sticking a long twig through the fish and the peeled potatoes and holding them over the fire we had kindled up, all the while tolerating the nightmare of a smoke blowing into our sore eyes and constantly running out to get more fuel for the dying fire.

Eventually, we were able to cook up a meal that was edible, if not appetizing, which we ate regardless of the questionable state some of the fish were in. Thankfully we were given ears of corn to satiate our hunger after the less than appealing meal.

Following lunch, we were allowed a much-needed respite, during which Ms. Sachinthani conducted a lecture on essential first aid in situations of emergency. Soon afterwards the activities resumed. The teams were quickly briefed on the upcoming challenge, which involved the discovery of a ‘rare gemstone’ hidden somewhere at the bottom of the river. Each team were allowed several minutes to wade through the icy-cold evening waters in search of the supposed gemstone. Yet, even after repeated dives down to the bottom of the river, turning every stone that exhibited the least amount of suspicion and plunging hands down the sandy riverbed, no team was able to find the gemstone.

After this failure, all the teams were simultaneously called down to the river once more to allow everyone one final attempt. Corporal Rathnayake established the perimeters of the search area once more and bade the teams to attempt to find the gemstone once more. All forty-eight participants immediately waded or dove in, eager as ever to discover the elusive stone. Several minutes passed, the waters were getting muddy and some of the team members had clearly given up and were relaxing on a rock. Suddenly one participant held up a small, square object wrapped thoroughly in a white polythene. It was tossed over to Corporal Rathnayake, who promptly revealed to us that our ‘precious gemstone’ was just a few ten rupee coins wrapped up in a polythene. Our mild disappointment was short-lived as we were allowed a few minutes to wash ourselves in the river. Some swam around and some actually washed themselves. A few others however, simply opted to find a safe spot somewhere along the river, lie down with their eyes closed and allow the icy-cold streams to run serenely along their bodies; finally finding a little bit of peace in one tremendously unpeaceful day.

Soon enough, our few blissful minutes at the river ended and we were called back to camp. The soldiers of the Gemunu Hewa camp had constructed a pyre for a campfire. The honor of lighting the pyre was given to the team leaders, which marked commencement of the night’s entertainment. Each team presented a song and a play based on a particular message. Some of the highlights were the plays performed by Team 1 and Team 5 which conveyed messages regarding protecting the environment and importance of risk taking respectively. The electrifying Tamil song performed by Team 3 was also a high point of the night, whose team members had to tackle many challenges pertaining to the existence of members speaking differing native tongues.

The night drew on backed by the pouring stream of embers rising ceaselessly towards the darkness from the pyre, until the various hakas performed by the teams marked the end of the entertainment and the call for dinner. After dinner most retired to the dormitories. Some of us however, stood behind a little longer, restlessly anticipating what was yet to come.

When the alarms sounded in unison within the men’s dormitories, it was still painfully dark, and nobody had had enough sleep. One by one the guys started walking zombified towards the bathroom to face the inevitable splash of cold water upon their faces. Getting ready was a painful process, however by 5.30am everybody was present at the seating area for tea. Soon afterwards we had a small PT session, which served as a warm up for the arduous journey we were about embark on.

Before we departed into the forest, we were all given instructions on where we would need to find our way to the river. Each team was given a rope, and we had our essentials packed in one backpack. With Corporal Attanayake closely following us, our team dove into the wilderness, carefully following a footpath set before us. Corporal Attanayake kept on reminding us to keep an eye out for anything unusual and that the forest is a home to many people, arousing our suspicion on what was about to come. Quite suddenly we heard a faint groan coming through the undergrowth ahead of us. Warily we crept closer to find a man lying on the ground, with a red drenched cloth wrapped tightly around his knee, groaning in visible pain. The man explained to us how he had injured himself cutting wood. He asked us to carry him up to the footpath ahead so that he could get some help. It’s at that point that we realized we were being subjected to a test, hence we hurriedly recalled everything we had learned in the first aid lecture the previous day and safely carried the man to footpath, after which he pointed out the way leading to a woodcutter who would give us further information regarding our path.

It didn’t take us long down the direction we were pointed in to hear the distant sounds of an axe being swung upon a piece of timber. The woodcutter obliged in giving us directions to our destination; under a condition. We were asked to chop a few pieces of wood for him in exchange for the information he was about disclose to us. Embarrassingly enough chopping wood turned out to be a more complicated of a job than us city-dwellers had realized. It took a few good minutes to find a sizable piece of wood and another few minutes to place it in a position that wouldn’t allow it to jump off the blade and hit somebody on the head. The first swing landed nowhere near the piece of wood and buried the blade of the axe deep in the soil. After our umpteenth attempt the soldier disguised as the lumberjack divulged the information we were seeking out of sheer sympathy. We were sent off to find a small shrine within the forest whose priest would supposedly lead us on our way, provided we make an offering to the shrine. We followed the footpath until we came to the shrine were told about, which was just a small shelter made out of a long red cloth inside which the priest was sitting cross-legged with a “thammettama” before him. We made an offering, soon after which he read our fortune and spoke of a road that would lead us down to a huge rock and eventually the river. Soon enough we found the road the priest spoke of, and eventually made our way down to the river, huffing and puffing.

A few other teams that had left before us were already there when we came jogging in. The organizing committee along with Corporal Rathnayake and Sergeant Sanjeewa were waiting patiently till all the teams arrived. A small respite was allowed after the final team had arrived. Then Sergeant Sanjeewa lead everyone down to the river. Standing tall atop a large rock in the middle of the stream, he pointed towards the forest we were about to enter. There were no clear footpaths, no easy roads and no leniency for those that were proud and careless. The forest we were about to enter into extended for miles in each direction, and anyone unfortunate enough to lose themselves in there would be lost for many days, or even weeks. Hence, the warnings were given, and heeded. Thus, started our slow descent into hell.

The trek started off relatively smoothly. While there wasn’t a clear footpath for us to follow, there were noticeable openings through the shrubbery we could creep past with relative ease. Gradually, the terrain lost its soft facet and became increasingly rougher as we progressed. Rarely could we move several paces without encountering a small hill we would have to climb up or a slope we would have to slide down. The undergrowth was getting thicker and thicker until it was barely possible to keep an eye on the teams moving ahead of us, and the occasional thorny branch that we encountered along the way made it a point to leave its marks on our exposed faces and forearms. One of the most difficult aspects of the journey was the footing. Traversing the uneven terrain was arduous enough, however finding sure footing amongst the moist soil, the moss-covered rocks and the muddy slopes posed an interesting challenge of its own. Many times, our unsuspecting steps ended up in small pits of mud, connivingly concealed by the wild grass and weeds grown over.

The environment rich in moisture affixed yet another interesting feature to our route: leeches. Curled up in the most concealed of places, standing upright precisely at the perfect moment to latch on to an unfortunate passerby and causing just the right amount of itching in your lower thigh to arouse your suspicion and cause panic. All along the way it was a common sight to see somebody complaining of their legs itching and repeatedly checking their feet for leeches; all because of paranoia. The trek continued with little rest in-between.

The winding path we made for ourselves through the trees had us cross the river multiple times, completely drenching our clothes time and time again. It was an onerous task to keep our bags dry throughout the journey, but even more so to keep the eggs we were given the previous day as the “responsibility” intact. In fact, the few eggs that had made it through the trials of the previous day were mostly cracked against rocks, dropped in the river or inadvertently smashed in the pockets of their owners. Yet, we kept moving, and after almost six hours of walking, climbing, crawling and wading through rough waters, we finally made it to our destination, miles away from where we had started. The view around us was astounding and a road nearby allowed our lunch to be brought to us from the camp itself. Famished as we were, we finished off our food quickly and made our way back to the camp in the back of a lorry.

The day was soon drawing to a close and the only event that was left was the award ceremony. After scraping off the mud and the leeches off our legs in the washrooms, we all gathered in the seating area. A heartfelt speech was made by Corporal Rathnayake, bidding us farewell and releasing us from his “ownership”. The enthusiastic team of instructors who were in charge of us for the duration of the training were presented with tokens of gratitude.

Then came perhaps the most anticipated event of the eve: announcing the winning team. The teams were scored on a multitude of points which includes cohesion, leadership, supportiveness and the success achieved in each challenge. After consistent teasing from Rtr. Duleesha, the winning team was announced to be Team 01: Forerunners, which was no real surprise for anyone.

Subsequently, all the team leaders were invited to the stage speak a few words, share their thoughts and express their gratitude to the organizers of the event, instructors and all the soldiers at the Gemunu Hewa Camp who made us feel welcome at their home. The ensuing jubilation lasted for a while, with each team fighting to take photographs with each other and the instructors that guided them. In the end, we said our goodbyes, got back on to our bus and left the camp in the darkening obscurity behind us, taking nothing but the stories we were dying to tell.

Written by-

Rtr. Randima Fernando

Member 2019/20

TEAM-ALPHA 4.0🧗‍♂️ 🍃 A two day adventure based leadership development camp organised by the Rotaract Club of SLIIT in collaboration with Sri Lanka Army. Not often do you come across an experience that challenges your body, mind and all your senses, and subsequently leaves you with a strange sense of longing and a whole lot of leech bites~🌚🔥

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විවිධත්වයේ එකමුතුව තුලින් යහපත් හෙටක් උදෙසා ස්වෙච්ඡා සේවය🇱🇰

රන් මලක් ලෙස දෙව් බඹුන් දෝතින් පුදන ලද අප ධරණිතලයේ 72 වන නිදහස් දින සැමරුම අද දිනට යෙදී ඇති මේ මොහොතේ මාතෘ භූමියේ නිවහල් බව උදෙසා පෘතුගීසි, ලන්දේසි හා ඉංග්‍රීසි ආදී විවිධ ආක්‍රමණ වලට මුහුණ දී 1818 දී ඇතිවූ තීරණාත්මක වෙල්ලස්ස සටන ඇතුළු සටන් දාමයකින් පසු 1948 වර්ෂයේ පෙබරවාරි 4 දින ඉංග්‍රීසීන් ගෙන් නිදහස ලබා ගන්නා තෙක් එකී සියළු සටන් වලදී දිවි පිදූ සියළු ජාතික වීරවරුන් සදා අමරණීය බව සිහිපත් කරමි. ඔවුන් කල කී දස්කම් පිලිබඳ ව මතු පරපුර දැනුවත් කිරීම උදෙසා අප අතීතය නිසි ආකාර ව දැන සිටීම අගනේ යැයි සිතමි. පසු කලෙක නැවත අප මාතෘභූමිය තිස් වසරක කුරිරු යුද්ධයකට මැදිවූ අතර එදා දුර අතීතයේ සටන් කල ජාතික වීරවරුන් ගේ නැවත ඉපදීම් දෝ යැයි සිතෙන අන්දමින් මෙදා වීරෝධාර රණවිරුවන් අප දේශය මුදා ගැනීමේ ඒකායන අරමුණෙන් යුතුව තම දිවි කැප කරමින් සටනේ යෙදී නැවත මව්බිම දිනා දුන්හ. වසර 2500කටත් එහා ප්‍රෞඩ ඉතිහාසයකට උරුමකම් කියන පියුමින් සැරසුනු ඉඳුනිල් ගඟුලැල් ද, මෙම මනරම් දිවයිනේ පොළොවෙන් මතුවන මිණිකැට ද, ��ලිත කලා ඔප කරනා සීගිරි ළඳුන් ප්‍රමුඛ සංස්කෘතියකින් ද රත්නමාලි සෑ කිරණින් හා මහ බෝ සෙවණින් ආරක්ෂා වන මහා බල සම්පන්න බවකින් යුක්ත වූ ද ඉරක් පායනා මේ දේශයට ලොවක් ලොබ බැදීම අරුමයක් නොවන්නේම ය. එසේවුව ද,නිදහස් නිවහල් ජාතියක් ලෙස හුස්ම ගත්තා වුව තවමත් අප දියුණු වෙමින් පවතින රටක් ලෙස හැදින්වීම ට සිදු වීම අප විසින් ම දේශය වෙත කරන පරිභවයක් දෝ යැයි මට සිතේ. එබැවින් අප සියලු දෙනා එක්වී අප හදවත් ගැඹුරේ ඇති ධීර චේතනා මේ සිව් හෙළයේ දසත ම විහිදුවා මව් දෙරණ නගා සිටුවීමට කටයුතු කල යුතු ය. ස්වේච්ඡා සේවය අරමුණු කරගත් රොටරැක්ට් සමාජය එහි ලා සුවිසල් මෙහෙවරක් ඉටු කරනු ලබන අතර එහි සාමාජිකත්වය ලැබූ මම භාග්‍යවන්තයැයි විශ්වාස කරමි.

ජාති ආගම් කුල ආදී ලෙස වර්ගීකරණය වී සිටිය ද එය භේදයක් ලෙස නොව ශක්තියක් ලෙස සලකා කටයුතු කරන ආකාරය ත්, දේශයේ උන්නතිය උදෙසා නව මානයන් සොයා යන ආකාරයත්, උපකාර අවැසි අය උදෙසා පුහු ආටෝපයෙන් තොරව අව්‍යාජ ව උපකාර කරන ආකාරයත් උගත්තා සේම සියලු ජාති ආගම් වලට අයත් එක සේ මානුෂීය ගුණයෙන් ‍යුතු මිතුරු මිතුරියන් ඇති කරගැනීම ටත් සමත් වූ බව ලියා තැබීම ට සතුටු ය. රොටරැක්ට් හී එන මාවත් සතර තුලින් දායාද කල හැකි දෑ බොහෝ ය. තම සංගමය සදහා සිදු කරන කටයුතු තුලින් සාමාජිකයන් තුල ඇති සහයෝගය, අවබෝධය හා එකමුතු බවදියුණු වන අතර එමගින් තනිව ඉටු කරනවාට වඩා දහස් ගුණයකින් විශාල ලෙස සාමූහික සේවයක් කල හැක. සමාජය උදෙසා ඉටු කරන කාර්යයන් මගින් සමාජයේ දියුණුව, නොවෙනස් වන බැදීම් සහ යහ පැවැත්ම තහවුරු කරන අතර තිරසාර සංවර්ධනය උදෙසා පිටිවහලක් වේ. වෘත්තීය සංවර්ධනය මගින් සාමාජිකයන් ගේ පමණක් නොව සෙසු සියලු මිනිස්සු ගේ දැනුම, හැකියා සහ කුසලතා වර්ධනය කල හැකි වීම නැගී සිටින දේශයක ට මනා උර දීමක් බව කිව යුතුය. 

තවද, ජාත්‍යන්තර සේවය මගින් අප රට පිලිබඳ පණිවුඩ ලොවට බෙදා දිය හැකි අතර දේශාන්තර සබඳතා ගොඩනගා ගැනීම තුල නව මිතුරුකම්, සංචාර ක්ෂේත්‍රයේ දියුණුව, තාක්ෂණික දියුණුව, හා අප සංස්කෘතිය ලොව ඉදිරියේ පෙන්වීම හා ලෝක සාමයට උර දීම ආදී බොහෝ දෑ ඉටු කරගත හැක.

එසේ හෙයින් රොටරැක්ට් සාමාජිකත්වය තුලින් තම පුද්ගලික දියුණුව, ස්ව-වටිනාකම ඔපනගා ගැනීම ට පමණක් නොව පාරිසරික ආරක්ෂණ���, අධ්‍යාපනික දියුණුව ආදී දේශයේ සංවර්ධනය උදෙසා ද දායකවීමට අවස්ථාව උදා වේ. එබැවින් මේ ලැබී ඇති මහගු අවස්ථාව ඵලදායි අයුරින් යෙදවීම ට අප සැම අරමුණු කරගත යුතු ය.

  Volunteerism with Unity in Diversity For a Better Tomorrow 🇱🇰

Celebrating the 72nd Independence day of Sri Lanka, it is the time for us to pay our gratitude to the heroes of our motherland. After a series of invasions of Portuguese, Dutchmen and Englishmen and a series of Sinhalese battles to rescue the country, we recieved the Independence on the 04th of February 1948. Sri Lanka then faced another civil war where our bravest young soldiers sacrificed their lives in the name of the motherland. However it is tragic to realize that Sri Lanka is still under the category of a developing nation. As the young blood of the country it is our duty and responsibility to serve our motherland for a better tomorrow. I believe Rotaract is one such platform to attain development while making memories. Even though the world says it is classified as caste and creed, Rotaractors consider it not as a division but as a strength. Rotaract seeks for new dimensions for the betterment of the nation and genuinely help those who are in need. It is a pleasure to write that I was able to make such new friends from every creed and culture who are with same humanitarian qualities. The four avenues of Rotaract aid the society in numerous ways.

Club services avenue makes effort to create support, understanding and unity of its members where the potential energy of all members can aid the overall society a thousand times greater than that of the individual. The Community services avenue will ensure sustainable development, advancement of society as a whole, stable bond and wellbeing among each other. Professional development avenue undertakes action to build and develop knowledge and skills, leadership, team work of the society. Furthermore, the international service avenue spreads the culture of our country to the world and find many new friendships and international relationships, advancement of tourism and technology while facilitating world peace.

Being a Rotaractor therefore helps a person not only in their personal development, but also in the development of the nation in numerous ways such as conservation of eco-system, upgrading education, unity and wellbeing. Individually we may be one drop but together we can be an ocean. Therefore, we should aim to use this great opportunity in its most effective way to create a better tomorrow.

  ஒரு சிறந்த நாளுக்காக பன்முகத்தன்மையில் ஒற்றுமையுடன் தன்னார்வத் தொண்டு 🇱🇰

ஒரு நல்ல நாளைக்கான தன்னார்வத் தொண்டு இலங்கையின் 72 வது சுதந்திர தினத்தை கொண்டாடும் வகையில், நமது தாய்நாட்டின் வீராங்கனைகளுக்கு எங்கள் நன்றியைத் தெரிவிக்கும் நேரம் இது. போர்த்துகீசியம், டச்சுக்காரர்கள் மற்றும் ஆங்கிலேயர்கள் மீது தொடர்ச்சியான படையெடுப்புகள் மற்றும் நாட்டை மீட்பதற்கான தொடர்ச்சியான சிங்கள போர்களுக்குப் பிறகு, 1948 பிப்ரவரி 04 ஆம் தேதி சுதந்திரத்தைப் பெற்றோம். இலங்கை மற்றொரு உள்நாட்டுப் போரை எதிர்கொண்டது, அங்கு எங்கள் துணிச்சலான இளம் வீரர்கள் தங்கள் உயிரைத் தியாகம் செய்தனர் தாய்நாட்டின் பெயர்எ வ்வாறாயினும், இலங்கை இன்னும் வளரும் தேசத்தின் பிரிவின் கீழ் உள்ளது என்பதை உணர்ந்துகொள்வது துன்பகரமானது. நாட்டின் இளம் இரத்தமாக, ஒரு நல்ல நாளைக்கு நம் தாய்நாட்டிற்கு சேவை செய்வது நமது கடமையும் பொறுப்பும் ஆகும். நினைவுகளை உருவாக்கும் போது வளர்ச்சியை அடைய ரோட்டராக்ட் அத்தகைய ஒரு தளம் என்று நான் நம்புகிறேன். இது சாதி, மதம் என வகைப்படுத்தப்பட்டதாக உலகம் கூறினாலும், ரோட்டராக்டர்கள் இதை ஒரு பிரிவாக அல்ல, பலமாக கருதுகின்றனர். ரோட்டராக்ட் தேசத்தின் முன்னேற்றத்திற்காக புதிய பரிமாணங்களைத் தேடுகிறது மற்றும் தேவைப்படுபவர்களுக்கு உண்மையாக உதவுகிறது. ஒரே மனிதாபிமான குணங்களைக் கொண்ட ஒவ்வொரு மதத்திலிருந்தும் கலாச்சாரத்திலிருந்தும் இதுபோன்ற புதிய நண்பர்களை என்னால் உருவாக்க முடிந்தது என்று எழுதுவது மகிழ்ச்சி அளிக்கிறது. ரோட்டராக்டின் நான்கு வழிகள் சமூகத்திற்கு பல வழிகளில் உதவுகின்றன.

கிளப் சர்வீசஸ் அவென்யூ அதன் உறுப்பினர்களின் ஆதரவு, புரிதல் மற்றும் ஒற்றுமையை உருவாக்க முயற்சி செய்கிறது, அங்கு அனைத்து உறுப்பினர்களின் சாத்தியமான ஆற்றலும் ஒட்டுமொத்த சமுதாயத்திற்கு தனிநபரை விட ஆயிரம் மடங்கு அதிகமாக உதவும். சமூக சேவைகள் அவென்யூ நிலையான வளர்ச்சி, ஒட்டுமொத்த சமூகத்தின் முன்னேற்றம், நிலையான பிணைப்பு மற்றும் ஒருவருக்கொருவர் நல்வாழ்வை உறுதி செய்யும். அறிவு மற்றும் திறன்கள், தலைமைத்துவம், சமுதாயத்தின் குழுப்பணி ஆகியவற்றை உருவாக்குவதற்கும் மேம்படுத்துவதற்கும் தொழில்முறை மேம்பாட்டு அவென்யூ நடவடிக்கை எடுக்கிறது. மேலும், சர்வதேச சேவை அவென்யூ நம் நாட்டின் கலாச்சாரத்தை உலகிற்கு பரப்புகிறது மற்றும் பல புதிய நட்புகளையும் சர்வதேச உறவுகளையும், சுற்றுலா மற்றும் தொழில்நுட்பத்தின் முன்னேற்��த்தை உலக அமைதிக்கு உதவுகிறது.

எனவே ஒரு ரோட்டராக்டராக இருப்பது ஒரு நபரின் தனிப்பட்ட வளர்ச்சியில் மட்டுமல்லாமல், சுற்றுச்சூழல் அமைப்பைப் பாதுகாத்தல், கல்வியை மேம்படுத்துதல், ஒற்றுமை மற்றும் நல்வாழ்வ�� போன்ற பல வழிகளில் தேசத்தின் வளர்ச்சியிலும் உதவுகிறது. தனித்தனியாக நாம் ஒரு துளியாக இருக்கலாம், ஆனால் ஒன்றாக நாம் ஒரு கடலாக இருக்கலாம். எனவே, ஒரு சிறந்த நாளை உருவாக்க இந்த சிறந்த வாய்ப்பை அதன் மிகச் சிறந்த முறையில் பயன்படுத்துவதை நோக்கமாகக் கொள்ள வேண்டும்.. Written by –

Rtr. Hansi Edirisinghe Co-editor 2019/20

Volunteerism with Unity in Diversity for a better tomorrow~ 72nd Independence day of mother Sri Lanka🇱🇰 විවිධත්වයේ එකමුතුව තුලින් යහපත් හෙටක් උදෙසා ස්වෙච්ඡා සේවය🇱🇰 රන් මලක් ලෙස දෙව් බඹුන් දෝතින් පුදන ලද අප ධරණිතලයේ 72 වන නිදහස් දින සැමරුම අද දිනට යෙදී ඇති මේ මොහොතේ මාතෘ භූමියේ නිවහල් බව උදෙසා පෘතුගීසි, ලන්දේසි හා ඉංග්‍රීසි ආදී විවිධ ආක්‍රමණ වලට මුහුණ දී 1818 දී ඇතිවූ තීරණාත්මක වෙල්ලස්ස සටන ඇතුළු සටන් දාමයකින් පසු 1948 වර්ෂයේ පෙබරවාරි 4 දින ඉංග්‍රීසීන් ගෙන් නිදහස ලබා ගන්නා තෙක් එකී සියළු සටන් වලදී දිවි පිදූ සියළු ජාතික වීරවරුන් සදා අමරණීය බව සිහිපත් කරමි.

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Holi Fest'19 - The festival of colours

Holi Fest’19 – The festival of colours

“Holi Fest” – A festival of colours, was held successfully on 21st of December at Stanly Jansz ground. It wasn’t an easy task of organizing it as we thought. We had to face so many problems to make this event happened.

The first thing that was roaming around our minds was to find a better place to hold this “Holi Fest”. We checked so many places and most of them didn’t satisfy our desires.…

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Sri Pada Cleaning Trek 2.0🌄

Sri Pada Cleaning Trek 2.0🌄 . There were not only Buddhists but also Tamil and Muslim mates. Everyone equally made great effort in collecting garbage and also everyone received everyone’s support in reaching the peak ☸🕉☪❤ . Penned by - Rtr. Nisal Chandula

Started in the year 2014, it is my usual way to welcome the dawn of the new year by climbing the sacred Sri Pada mountain. In the memory lane from past to present, it is clearly and continuously observed that the natural environment around the Sri Pada mountain and the forest reserve is getting polluted day by day. Therefore, this year myself and Rtr. Dhakshan volunteered and chaired the project

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පාරමී..

පාරමී... . "පෝරුවේ පඩි දෙකක් නග්ගන්ට බැරි පවට උබ නැකැති - මම රදල උනේ පෙර කරුමයට" . . "එක දවසක අපි" චිත්‍රපටිය ඇසුරෙනි. පබැදුම- Rtr. පුමුදු උදාරා ජයසේකර . #RACSLIIT #ForABetterTomorrow #Rotaract #Rotaract3220 #WeAreRotaract

ජුන්නො බැච් දෙක තුනක් දැක දැකත් මග හැරුනු මොකද්දෝ දෙයක් විය උබ ගාව මට දැනුණු පොත් අස්සෙ හිරකරපු “රෝමියෝ�� ඇහැ ඇරැණු හන්තාන හුලග දැන් ඇයි මේ තරම් දරැණු

රෙබරෝසි වසන්තෙක පීදිච්ච පෙම් මලට සරසවියෙ මල් යාය ලගදි තහනම් කුමට පෝරුවේ පඩි දෙකක් නග්ගන්ට බැරි පවට උබ නැකැති – මම රදල උනේ පෙර කරුමයට

හිත දුන්නු උබෙ ගතත් සින්න විය ලා බැමී වරද වෙන වෙනම නොව එකට ගෙන උහුලමී පිලිසිදුන කිරි හීන කොහොම නවතා ලමී? “හොදම…

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Hotdog Stall 🌭ft. Yummy Cookies 🍪

Hotdog Stall 🌭ft. Yummy Cookies 🍪 . . Hotdogs came with a surprise! . Written by Rtr. Oshadi Ranathunga

Who don’t like to taste hot hot hotdogs and yummy yummy cookies? Everyone likes to eat hot hotdogs and cooky cookies (So am I😋).So, on 17th December 2019, RACSLIIT brought down a hot and a yummy deal to everyone who paid visit to Winter Wingding ’19, the annual Christmas Carols day of SLIIT. The main auditorium area of SLIIT was brimmed with dazzling decorations  and we were able to enhance the…

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ළන්ඳූ

ළන්ඳූ . "තනි හිත් ප්‍රේමයක් ලෙස සිහිකොට කැන්ඳූ මටත් නොකියාම ඔබ යනවද ළන්ඳූ" . . පබැඳුම Rtr. චරිත් දාබරේ   රොටරැක්ට් සාමාජික 2019/20 . #RACSLIIT #ForABetterTomorrow #Rotaract #Rotaract3220 #WeAreRotaract #50YearsOfCelebration

නිල් වන් නුවන් යුගලින් මා වශී කෙරූ

පිවිතුරු හදින් අවිහිංසක සිනහ නැඟූ

මිණි කිංකිණි හඬින් දෙසවන් මවිත කෙරූ

මා සිත මටත් හොරැහින් ඔබ සමඟ රැගූ

පිච්ච කැකුළු මලක් වගේ උදයෙ පිපී

දැක්කම හිමිදිරියෙ මට නම් හරිම ගතී

සුවඳ අවට පැතිරෙයි උඩු සුළඟෙ එතී

මටත් නොදැනි මම මල හට ඇදෙන හැටී

  දළුලයි තවත් සිතිවිලි පද වලට සැදී

හැමදා ඔබේ රූපය ඇත සිතෙහි බැඳී

තරුවක් කිව්වා රහසක් මට හොරෙන් රැඳී

ඔබ සිතුවමක් වාගෙලු සීගිරියෙ ඇඳී

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Pour-Rub-Pour 🏁🚘🧽

Pour-Rub-Pour 🏁🚘🧽 . How frequent do you take her to her kind of beauty saloon?💇 . Written by Rtr. Hansi Edirisinghe Co-editor 2019/20 . #RACSLIIT #ForABetterTomorrow #Rotaract #Rotaract3220 #WeAreRotaract #50YearsOfCelebration

How much do you love your soulmate? Oh I’m sorry I mean your vehicle (🙈) . How frequent do you give her a bath? How frequent do you take her to her kind of beauty saloon (I mean the service station) Do you really care for her? Since we knew your answers were some what negative or closely related to no only we brought you the perfect quickie for her (I mean the CAR WASH ’19!!)(😉)

               Ro…

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The Gift

The Gift . My jaw dropped and then I dropped the coffee☕🥵 . Written by - Rtr. Supun Wijesundara Member 2019/20

“Check out that girl, she looks like coconut tree with sticks” said my friend next to me. He was pointing at a tall, thin girl with an old watch who was laughing with her friends. She will definitely lose that smile if she heard what my friend said. She then went to her class and I went out. It was her first day and my last day of class. We would never meet again I thought to myself.

I went home.…

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Anonymous Martian

Anonymous Martian It is more than friendship, Less than a relationship... Written by - Rtr. Tharushi Adithya Member 2019/20 #RACSLIIT #ForABetterTomorrow #district3220 #Rotaract #WeAreRotaract

Once black out star cried

for the missing sunshine,

while she desperate,

Droom anonymous Martian lighten up her.

He’s a solo.

Thought he was not bat an eye lid

But he’s a hilarious alien…

Makes people flying high

When tempus fugit,

Star going to be super nigh to him.

However anonymous be a known star

Though they’re two differently heaven body, but they stay lief.

Once Martian hurt a lot,

Both of…

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Twinkle Toes for a Worthy Cause

Twinkle Toes for a Worthy Cause . Together we made it a reality - One Day, One Dance, One Heart❤  . Written by - Rtr. Hansi Edirisinghe  Co-editor 2019/20

On a fine day in October, we received an invitational message from the Rotaract Club of Kelaniya to take part in a global kindness flash-mob called Dance for Kindness (DFK). The message said it was organized by ” Life Vest Inside” and had been carried out consecutively for seven years spanning across 50 countries with more than 20,000 participants. (That’s a wow factor). After thinking, thinking…