Author: RotaractArts

Smiling, Smiling…

I looked around my room. Was it the thunder that woke me up? Was it the sound of the downpour outside? A flash of lightning like the one that illuminated the dark room for a moment? Must have been. Or was it the growing sense of dread that persisted throughout the day? I got up from the bed, sweat soaked linens flung aside. My bare feet touched the cold floor. Cold? No not just cold. Icy. So cold that it felt warm. I got to my feet, aware of my breath misting in front of my face. I had to…go. Yes. I had to go outside. There was something I must see. One step forward, then another, and another. I…

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A Haiku

"Vampires or demons, Who are you most afraid of? No one, but myself." (Haiku, or Haiku poetry, is a traditional genre of poetry originated in Japan. Traditional Haiku consists of three lines and 17 syllables, typically following the syllable count of 5,7,5. The haiku poetry is usually based on observations and realizations of truth.) -Rtr. Inura Dewasinghe

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Rib-Eyed

TW: Mention of cannibalism The setting was simply ideal for an elaborate yet cozy dinner for two. The sweet aroma of a home-cooked meal seeped through the house and its warmth coupled with that of the candlelight spread domesticity. My wife had prepared a dish of a rich steak that was demanding to be devoured. I took a tentative nibble and the flavours burst on my tongue. My wife had once again outdone herself this time. As I stared at her in wonder, her eyes crinkled a little and her lips grew into that familiar smile, a testament to the love that we had shared over the years. I watched as the candlelight danced upon her face, illuminating her expression…

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Co-Editors Reporting to Duty!

Well, well look who finally made it! After what felt like centuries of trying to get this together, here we are at last! (Let us confess, co-writing was quite the struggle!)  As many of you might have already heard, the Editorial is fondly known as home for Rotaractors who love to put their thoughts into paper, and WE have no argument there. I think it’s safe to say that most of our contributions to Rotaract over the past year have been through the Editorial. (Not saying that we slacked when it came to other projects!) Honestly though, the Editorial gave us freedom to voice our thoughts, and to publish our work—whether it was poems, short stories, or essays. Having people…

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Hot Mess Ready for a Lit Year

Well, I'm a bit late in writing this, but my procrastination knows no bounds. Kind of like how I'm clumsy and a tad bit of a hot mess, writing this when I have two exams tomorrow haha.  Anyway, hi, I'm Rtr. Vibhavee Sarathchandra, the President for the year 2024-2025. It’s nice to meet you ^.^  Now since you want to know a bit about me, I'll tell you a few facts that my friends like to rant to me about. First of all, I'm clumsy and I also have this unfortunate tendency of getting lost and ending up in who knows where. I kid you not, when I was heading back home after my first day at university, I ended…

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Painted with Resin, Multicolored Skies Grace the Ambiguous Portrait 

PSA: We had quite the task structuring this article, so two things! One, it ended up being much longer than we anticipated, so we apologize for the long read; it's our last yap session, so please bear with us and two, there were people we each individually wanted to appreciate and some collectively. So, there will be bits that Kusali wrote, bits that I wrote, and bits we wrote together; we’ll let you know who wrote what before each section!  (Sajani talks…) When my mind kept nagging me about having to write this article.. I was truly wondering what to write and how to write it in a way that justifiably encompasses my journey in Rotaract, which is also how…

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State of the Blog: The Parting Words and Insights 

Well, here we are at the end of this journey. Penning (or rather typing) this final article as the co-editors for the Rotaract year 2023-2024 feels surreal. It’s funny how you always know things will come to an end, yet you always find yourself unprepared when they do. We don't want to wax poetic, but it feels like the end of an era. As we present the "State of the Blog," we can’t help but reflect on the journey we've taken together. No more alarms at 12.58 p.m. for those much-needed reminders to share the scheduled articles on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. No more making captions or rushing to get things done while texting each other frantic updates. Each of…

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Rotaract Arts 23/24 : A Year in Review

“All good things come to an end” or whatever corny thing they said about endings and new beginnings… RotaractArts has seen the end of yet another term and what better way to celebrate if not to revisit the highlights of our year? So, here we go! June As the first project of the year, the co-directors of the Professional Development Avenue conducted the ‘Into the Future’ session, which was organized by Unilever SPARKS of University of Colombo in collaboration with the Rotaract Club of the University of Colombo Faculty of Arts and the Career Guidance Unit of the University of Colombo Faculty of Arts. It was held on the 18th of July at university premises and was an informative session…

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The Not-So-Ordinary Universe

“But what if I end up alone? What if no one likes me and cuts me off? I don’t want that. I don’t want to go to uni!” On the contrary, ladies and gentlemen, she did not end up alone. Let me tell you the story of a girl whom we shall name X (I have always wanted a cool name like that—easier to spell). X was your ordinary girl, going through a hundred and one ordinary life crises, dreaming of the ordinary dreams, and hoping she would make it far in her ordinary life. Or at least that is what it seemed like. Like everyone else, she had been fed the routine chant of life getting “easier” once you…

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My World in this Universe

I prefer to start this article by saying that university was something I never expected to be a part of my life. As a kid, it was unachievable because I was never a big shot in academics. It seemed way too elusive and unreachable for someone who lacks a proper aim in life and who lacks dedication. But time made me realize that my life is full of surprises, some serious ones I mean and getting selected to Colombo actually proved it. I was surprised by my own self and spent hours thinking, was it a mistake?. Well, i don't think my one year experience at uni is enough to answer that question because, to put it simply, it's like…

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