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.

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24 April 2020

The resurrection and the life

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Illustration courtesy Aysha Maryam Cassim It’s been just a year since the Easter Sunday attacks shocked the nation and took the lives ...
23 May 2019

And here comes the Equivalency Circus

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M.S. Fouzul Ameen should have been alive today. The furniture shop owner from Kottaramulla, Nattandiya was killed by a mob on ...
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16 May 2019

The prerogatives of humanity and citizenship

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It will take more than a pretty picture, sure. But let us not arrogate upon ourselves the tasks of the Police and security forces....
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08 May 2019

Ostriches cannot fight terrorists

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Immediately after the LTTE was militarily defeated, the peace-brigade that had for years fought tooth and nail for ‘parity of ...
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