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The wandering cloud. (Short story)

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  As the sun rose on a change landscape only dry dead branches shiver in the early morning wind.   Malinda went to the window, his face seemed very dull and eyes were looking as if he was searching for something eagerly that he couldn’t even find. He couldn’t sleep the whole night. He remembered the only love of his life, the one who he was dying for, the one who he gave the entire life for, the one who he appreciated the most, the one who he wanted to hold and walk forever and ever. He looked at the sky where the clouds were moving aimlessly, wondering where to go. It exactly seemed similar to the present situation of him. It was an autumn time. It was a day which the trees in the garden shaking its lovely green leaves with the help of the smooth air. The birds were chirping and flying here and there enjoying themselves. The buzzing of the bees and the movement of the beautiful butterflies in search of the colorful flowers to suck the honey from was indeed a great delight. Some ch
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Hopeless (Short story)

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Rohini came from the school crying. She went to her room & closed the door. But no one knows what happened to her. “Really I love you Rohini I can’t live without you please…. understand me.” these words were echoing in her. Rohini comes from a well-to-do family. She studied in her village school until her ordinary level. After her o/l exam she went to Colombo, to an International school. She is a very beautiful and a very hearty girl. She is very softhearted girl, and also trusts everyone blindly. When she was doing her o/ls, a boy named Mahesh loved her. He was a poor boy. He was an year elder than her. He troubled her very much. After that he asked help from Thilini. Thilini told about the matter but Rohini didn’t love him. She didn’t know the meaning of life even. Because she didn’t like the love. But later she started to love him. And she trusted him. They loved each other for one whole year. However, her love towards Mahesh became an enforced one. Years went on…… O
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Matches are made in heaven. (Short Story)

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The sun was still shining and the birds were singing, Sansala was reading a book in her garden. Just as she was reading the book, the phone rang out. Yes, it was an unknown number, she answered the phone. “Hello…….” Sansala said. “Hello….. Can I speak to Miss.Sansala please?” it was a male’s voice. Sansala was silent for some times. “Yes this is Sansala speaking, who you are?” she asked. “I am Roshan here, you may not know me, but I know you.” He said to her. It was a wonderful thing. Sansala was wondering for some times. “Okay…. Mr. Roshan what you want from me?” she asked him kindly. “I want to meet you. If you don’t mind can I come to your home?” he asked her. “Well, may I know the purpose Mr. Roshan?” she asked. “It is an important matter Sansala. That is why I want to meet you” “Mmm…. Okay….. You can come tomorrow morning, I will be at home” she said.   “Thank you Sansala….” And he dropped the phone. Sansala wondered who Roshan
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Life is not a bed of roses (Short Story)

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It was a nice evening. In a lovely garden on a small bench Sansala was reading a book, sunken in deep thoughts. “Sansala ……. Sansala …..”It was her friend, Sachini. “Hey Sansala can’t you hear ah?” Sachini wondered at the silence of her. “Hello Sansala…..”Sachini spoke out coming to where Sansala was seated and tapped her shoulder. “Ha… oh God Sachini you. When did you come?” she asked. “I think ten minutes ago. I called you, mmmm didn’t you hear” she asked. “Really, I didn’t hear you. Sorry dear really I was reading this book deeply really sorry dear” she begged her pardon. “Oh it’s okay dear. Do you know tomorrow is our function in the college? So are you ready or…..still drowning in your book?” “No, no just now, just now I finished practices so I wanted to rest. I preferred reading” “Oh! At what time you came to read?”She asked her. “At about 3.00,” she replied calmly. “Hey girl, it is almost six o’clock now! Sachini pointed out. “Ha … six oh God” she as
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The world is a stage (Short Story)

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Early in the morning Sansala got ready to go to work. She was pretty as well as kindhearted. She never hurted anyone. Sansala lived with her parents and her sister Imalka.              “Imalka ……please bring me the car key” she called her sister.              “Ok akki (sister)” Imalka answered. Sansala took the key and started the car to go. She was the PC of the manager Mr. Gamini Rathnayaka. Sansala was very trustworthy to her boss. He liked her very much. He had an idea to give his son Roshan in marriage to her. Fortunately, his son too loved her, and he told his father about this matter. One day Mr. Gamini went to Sansala’s house. And asked about this matter. But her parents refused to agree this matter. However they wanted to ask Sansala regarding this matter.   “Mmmm….. Is it so? Ok don’t worry I’ll ask her” Mr.Gamini said. The following day Sansala was asked in the reception to meet the manager. She knocked Mr. Gamin’s office room.   “Yes come in…..” Mr. G
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