“Today I prayed for Boston, for America, my home away from home. Today, I realized how lucky we Sri Lankans are to have peace in our country. How I feel today, hearing of the bombs going off in the city… — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
“He wished he understood where they come from: all the terrorists, religious revolutionists and hate-criminals. Did terrorizing entire communities of people help them sleep… — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
“I've lived through a war. I've seen burning corpses on the road side. And yes, I will tell you, peace is the only way… — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
“The thing about life is, you’ve got to somehow make it through the day. Don’t wait for the beautiful evening. Go on with your… — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
“If anyone makes you feel less than you are, for the color of you skin, for where you come from, for the gender of… — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
“Most parents try really hard to give their kids the best possible life. They give them the best food and clothes they can afford,… — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
“I know money isn't everything. but it certainly is something.” — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
“As the doctors told him, he wanted to scream out loud and cry. He held his heavy head up and clenched his teeth and… — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
“Sri Lankan Socioeconomics 101 If people stopped chasing after power and connections and realized that they have all the power they need within themselves,… — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
“Terrorism is just a whole other level of anger management issues.” — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I wish life was written pencil so we could erase it and write it all over again.” — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
“War crimes, you say? No matter how many policies you put on paper, in reality, there are no rights and wrongs in war. War… — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
“She smiled. She was happy, yet sad. Life had never been more bittersweet. She looked at the sunset. The pink sky was sinking into… — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
