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My favourite Chatterbox
Today is a very special day
It's my favourite chatterbox's birthday
Though I'm not a big fan of chatterboxes
He's the most amusing of all the chatterboxes.
Some may say he's a big fat liar
Finding someone to be his listener is his desire
I find him amusing as he starts with one and ends with another
And I'm very fond of him as he's a creative younger brother.
When you write words what's in his mind and heart
Many will see you as a very talented and creative person in art
But if you say it, people won't believe doesn't matter
Being who you are is what really matters.
As long as your stories don't hurt or humiliate someone
As long as your stories don't bring harm to anyone
I don't see anything wrong with story telling
In fact it's a good way to let it out when things are overwhelming.
His friendly warm chatter makes me laugh
I enjoy his company as he's not serious but fun to laugh
So I pray that God will keep His special Angels on him
As he steps into this new year may he be blessed to the brim!
From birth I have relied on you; you brought me forth from my mother's womb. I will ever praise you.
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. (
Let them praise the name of the LORD, for at his command they were created ...
I was waiting and waiting finally it came
Small loaf of bread on four wheels
Me and my sister got into it as we were late
We comfortably sat on the last of the seats.
Then an elderly very slim man came and sat next to me
In his shoes he trampled my small feet
It was so hurtful I had a good look at him
To see he was enjoying a king coconut drink.
I felt sad to see his trouser with few holes
Yet he was clean for someone who is old
So I didn't say anything as I prayed God
Not to make sure I won't get my feet swollen.
I remember twice my feet was swollen
As they were trampled with men's shoes
Thank God I can walk without no trouble
I did my studies well and came home with my sister.
Then there was another young man who got in
He had a silver briefcase and was sweating
He's a giant who reminded me of my cousin brother
Who is talented in dubbing and repairing computers.
After sometime another gentleman got in
He reminded me of the Sweetest Pooh's extended goatee
That day i was a surprise to see Pooh with hair on the face of his
He looked very smart and matured young looking.
Inside the bus it was written 'OM' in tamil
The conductor's full beard reminded me of my father
I was happy that my sister was with me
Thank God the bus ride was smooth and quick.
Top of the road there's a bird shop
They put different birds on a cage out side
Every time I see birds put a smile in my heart
God's creative wonderful art.
There were some sparrows, love birds and some more
I don't know the names of all the birds
I think there were pigeons and doves in sinhala we call 'Pareviya'
I heard it was the colour difference that given the names.
I wanted to buy one and keep one with me
Then again caging alone would make it more sadder
Besides my mom said three of us are more than enough
So I just enjoy and admire the birds in a distance.
There are two places where we enjoy the food mostly
Food joints where their cooked food is yummy
Different rice and curries fill my hungry tummy
Small places like home cooked food is so yummy.
The food I prepare some days are edible
We eat out as I'm not an expert in cooking vegetables
Besides we are able to taste different vegetables
It's quick and easy with our time table.
Whenever we buy food from out
I ask God to bless the hands that helped
Also time to time I try to learn new recipes
So I'll be training myself to do things when I live all alone.