The grand finale of Purawarakathikawatha’24, organized by the Rotaract Club of University of Colombo, Faculty of Arts took place on January 22nd at the Faculty of Arts premises. The stage was set for an intense showdown between two of Sri Lanka’s top school debating teams, Royal College, Colombo, and Sirimavo Bandaranaike Vidyalaya. After a fierce and captivating debate, Royal College emerged victorious, claiming the championship trophy before an esteemed panel of judges. This wasn’t just a competition, it was the result of dedication, strategic preparation, and exceptional debating skills. Both teams showcased sharp argumentation, confident delivery, and powerful rhetoric, making every moment of the debate gripping. Their intense preparations were evident, reflecting their hard work and passion for debating. While…
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Lost Love’s Lament
It's my fault for wanting more than You were willing to give For falling in love and wanting your attention I hoped you would love me back That you would call me darling forever I wanted to make you happy I did everything to make you like me back Everything you wanted me to do But I was too stupid to think you'd ever like someone like me I got what I deserved Because you never wanted it After all, who would love a dead soul? - Rtr. Vibhavee Sarathchandra
Twins
Chrysanthemum Lip BalmYou laughed, knowing no one sells those types,But I believed at least you would believe meJust the way I thought two summers agoWhile I was unraveling my deepest parts to youHow you brushed away my remarksAnd told me not to throw a pity party.And I wondered how could a girl with green eyesSay these kinds of thingsAnd finally, when I confessedMy sins and dilemmas,Panic attacks out of nowhereYou just smiled , embraced meAnd told me to toughen up.Handed me a store-bought Coke canAnd told me to get six hours sleepThe whole time I was explainingI looked out for signsSigns of empathy in your eyesBut the green emerald shade kept giving me second thoughtsAbout my own existence.And like a…
Joint Bulletin (RACUOCFOA and RACRVCE, India)
The Rotaract Club of University of Colombo, Faculty of Arts proudly presents its very first Joint Bulletin — where the spirit of service meets the power of storytelling. Crafted in collaboration with the Rotaract Club of R.V.C.E., this edition is more than a collection of projects — it’s a celebration of collaboration without borders. This edition brings together a glimpse of the impactful initiatives carried out individually by both clubs, alongside a series of joint projects through the International Service Avenue. Every page tells a story of purpose. Every project echoes the strength of partnership. Here’s to designing change together — across maps, minds, and missions. Happy Reading! Direct download link: https://rotaractarts.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/05/Nexus_compressed.pdf
Month In Review
A long overdue three months in review, and the club’s been keeping busy. Club Service Avenue The Club Service Avenue hosted the 15th Installation Ceremony of the Rotaract Club of University of Colombo, Faculty of Arts on the 5th of November at the New Arts Theatre (NAT). The event celebrated the club’s legacy and achievements, and officially appointed the Executive Committee and Board of Directors for the RI Year 2024/25. The ceremony, themed Royalty, was graced by the presence of dignitaries including the District Rotaract Representative, Assistant District Rotaract Coordinator, and District Past Presidents, alongside the families and friends of Rotaractors. With inspiring speeches, heartfelt gratitude for the outgoing board, and a forward-looking vision shared by Incoming President Rtr. Vibhavee…
Through Her Eyes, I Watched
Backup flowerBlooms between the cracksLayers of muddy bootsChomped her down the laneNo more marbles to tossOr going around the bushShe clasps her petalsAnd yearned for bloodA little insect pierced her left handSilent cry hid in candy wrappersBoys are down the laneReady to go for another roundMaybe anotherAnd maybe one final aroundJust like some sweet before dinnerThey took turns laughedAnd went straight homeWhile the last petalStraight fallen to the groundAnd a tear fell effortlesslyLoosening the ground Rtr. Mihiwamee Pabasara Senarath
To the One the Skies Whisper About
Though I have never seen you,You dwell in the quiet recesses of my heart,Like flowers blooming after the storm’s embrace. I call you God of Rain,For your presence is a tender melody,Whispered softly through the heavens above. Are you real,Or merely a fleeting dream I’ve yet to meet?Still, I wait beneath the cloud-stained sky,Hands open to the hush of falling grace,Hoping one day your rain will find me. -Rtr. Tharushi Dineshika
When You Love Someone
When you love someone,Does it hurt you or does it heal you?When you love someone,Do you feel every breath you take catching with the butterflies in your heart,Calling you home?When you love someone,Is it supposed to terrify or comfort you?Because I think I’ve been loving you,But darling, it’s slowly making me wantTo kill myself while staring at a night skyFull of stars. -Rtr. Barani Imasha
“Ring”
Don't tell anyone, But I miss the sound of my phone ringing past midnight, The sound of a soft voice in my ear, My hand strained from holding the phone for hours. Night after night, My phone kept ringing again and again, And I slept in the morning, My head heavy and my eyes hurting, Yet I couldn't stop smiling. It's pathetic to think of, But the soft voice after midnight was my source of comfort, and I craved it like water, every starless night. Every waking moment of my day, I spent thinking about our conversations and the smooth deep voice of yours. So every night I stayed awake till late, waiting for my phone to ring. -Rtr. Vibhavee…
Ce n’est pas toujours romance
Life blooms when you begin to live.When you smile through the pain,And let your heart brim with sunshine. Ce n'est pas toujours romance,Sometimes, it’s the souls we stumble upon:Those who fold us into their warmthlike we were always meant to belong. Family. Friends. Strangers.Even the quiet boywho meets your gaze with a blush. Life is fleeting.So love,boldly,gently,as much as your heart can hold. -Rtr. Senali Senanayake