After watching a delightful dance drama at the lionel wendt , we walk out to the darkness of a city in a black out.
Bright lights like falling stars, aim for the skies, antiair craft missles target LTTE aircrafts flying somewhere beyond our sight.
The pleasure of literary awakening disappears, replaced by a shiver as the trishaw drives me home...
http://www.expressindia.com/latest-news/LTTE-launch-airraid-on-Colombo-2-dead-40-hurt/426175/
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My Maryanne, it seems like centuries when I last heard from you. I hope all is well. I see that you have matured considerable in your writing and I'm glad at that. I hope you will continue to hone your writing skills and one day, perhaps, win the Pulitzer.
Be good.
Emmanuel.
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