“She smiled. She was happy, yet sad. Life had never been more bittersweet. She looked at the sunset. The pink sky was sinking into the deep blue ocean. It was almost as if the sky knew it was making a… — 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
