Malinda Words

Words didn’t fall from the sky. They were coined. They contain histories. They are the landmark products of thought processes, the rest-signs of journeys. They move on, long after we die. They were something else centuries ago and they will be something else centuries from now as human being twist, turn, defined and redefine as appropriate to moment, place, culture and prerogative(s) at hand.

Showing posts with label M.D. Daniel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label M.D. Daniel. Show all posts
21 January 2020

There ARE good people!

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About a week ago, a woman from Gonagalapura, Induruwa, brought her son to the Lady Ridgeway Hospital (LRH). The child who is autistic ha...

M.D. Daniel’s lessons on integrity

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Manikkuvadura Daniel will be 90 years a few months from now. He lives with two daughters and a grandson in Gonagalapura, Induruwa. He so...
17 March 2015

Portrait of an evergreen Red

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I once saw the following caption beneath a portrait of Ernesto Che Guavara: "Some people struggle for a day, and that is good; so...
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