tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5647561953942883640.post1229993415625920686..comments2024-03-29T03:47:06.305-07:00Comments on Colombo Medgrads 1962: There's a Road Lucky Abeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14193645922522446176noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5647561953942883640.post-65633242988517331092017-03-04T15:46:45.139-08:002017-03-04T15:46:45.139-08:00Well said, Srianee! That's the important thing...Well said, Srianee! That's the important thing. They never will die from our memory. And I agree with Sriani (anon). The Departure Lounge is a great analogy. I have been there a long time. ZitaZitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14985029776566371971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5647561953942883640.post-68071169976367489362017-03-04T15:39:59.247-08:002017-03-04T15:39:59.247-08:00Mahendra, you are the inspiration behind it all. A...Mahendra, you are the inspiration behind it all. And thanks, Kumar, Nihal, we can only talk in loving words about our friends who have gone but we can't talk TO them. So let's hope all celebrating our golden anniversary are enjoying every moment and making the most of it meeting and talking to one another. And thanks to those who put themselves forward to do the hard work so this great occasion is marked with a golden tick on our calendar of medical life! ZitaZitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14985029776566371971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5647561953942883640.post-91324128842574351612017-03-04T15:30:00.774-08:002017-03-04T15:30:00.774-08:00These words are really comforting, Nihal. It is ph...These words are really comforting, Nihal. It is philosophical too. 'I am the gentle autumn rain' is a good way to way to think. We've treated people, helped some to cheat death, but it has always been a mystery. ZitaZitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14985029776566371971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5647561953942883640.post-45143437568842785092017-02-28T00:42:00.877-08:002017-02-28T00:42:00.877-08:00Dear Zita and Speedy,
Thank you for your beautiful...Dear Zita and Speedy,<br />Thank you for your beautiful tribute to our friends who are no longer with us. Speedy, I am glad that you do as you are told! Somehow, our gatherings are always tinged with a bit of sadness, because we cannot help but remember those who are gone. But, as the Elegy contributed by ND reminds us, they live on in our memories. Sriani, I hope we will be able to get you off the "Anonymous" list after the reunion. Cheers!Srianee Diashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08378560870613337294noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5647561953942883640.post-43987237701387613622017-02-25T06:03:58.993-08:002017-02-25T06:03:58.993-08:00Dear Zita and Speedy,
Thank you for those beautifu...Dear Zita and Speedy,<br />Thank you for those beautiful words that brought back memories of our dear departed friends.<br />We are all in the "Departure Lounge" now, but each time I tell this to my son-in-law, he says that I haven't still been issued with my boarding pass!<br />Thank you once again for keeping our blog "alive".<br />Sriani BasnayakeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5647561953942883640.post-22034233390914555042017-02-25T02:37:08.707-08:002017-02-25T02:37:08.707-08:00Our generation was immensely fortunate to have had...Our generation was immensely fortunate to have had English teachers who were taught by Prof EFC Ludoxyk, Professor of English at Peradeniya and the Classics scholar Prof JLC Rodrigo, a contemporary of SWRD at Oxford. I recall being mesmerised by the poetry of Byron, Shelley and also Wordsworth. Remember Samuel Taylor Coleridge's Rime of the ancient Mariner and the dark overtones of the doldrums and the flight of the albatross that brought doom and gloom. My English teacher brought them back to life by his brilliant recitation.<br /><br />Thankfully we have our own resident poets for the blog in Mahendra and Zita and I enjoy their poems enormously. My poetry skills are non-existent but I appreciate the wonderful poems modern and old. They have that special power to reach the parts like 'Heineken'.Dr Nihal D Amerasekerahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02583970465135902534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5647561953942883640.post-27805465689705722862017-02-24T19:05:44.424-08:002017-02-24T19:05:44.424-08:00I have just sent out an amended Batch Directory an...I have just sent out an amended Batch Directory and list of deceased members by e-mail. The late NCDM Gunasekara who joined us from Peradeniya has been added to the list.Lucky Abeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14193645922522446176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5647561953942883640.post-5694757152690593442017-02-24T09:18:03.883-08:002017-02-24T09:18:03.883-08:00May be I should have made it clearer. Bottom says ...May be I should have made it clearer. Bottom says Zita (poem) Mahendra (rest)! The poem was written by Zita and did the picture and suggested adding the list of our departed colleagues. I was very much the minor player and didn't want my name to go at all but Zita insisted, and I always do what I am told!Mahendrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11940825368030959494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5647561953942883640.post-52333726345022784552017-02-24T06:55:44.962-08:002017-02-24T06:55:44.962-08:00Many thanks to you Zita and Mahen for this splendi...Many thanks to you Zita and Mahen for this splendid tribute to our friends who are no more.<br />Thank you ND for reminding us of Mary Elizabeth Frye's elegy.Surely one of the most beautiful poems ever written.Kumar Gunawardanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11120993477077792405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5647561953942883640.post-33352700724658589022017-02-24T02:16:15.186-08:002017-02-24T02:16:15.186-08:00Zita and Mahen
What a lovely tribute to remember t...Zita and Mahen<br />What a lovely tribute to remember those who have crossed the vale. I do not know who wrote it but feel greatly comforted reading this poem. It gives me that feeling they haven't gone but very much alive in the beauty of nature around us.<br />We will always remember them<br /><br />I am a thousand winds that blow. <br />I am the diamond glint on snow. <br />I am the sunlight on ripened grain. <br />I am the gentle autumn rain. <br /><br />When you wake in the morning hush, <br />I am the swift, uplifting rush <br />Of quiet birds in circling flight. <br />I am the soft starlight at night. <br /><br />Do not stand at my grave and weep. <br />I am not there, I do not sleep. <br />(Do not stand at my grave and cry.<br />I am not there, I did not die!)Dr Nihal D Amerasekerahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02583970465135902534noreply@blogger.com