Tag: Rotaract

Editorial Month In Review

Month In Review

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May was the month of exams—but even with textbooks piled high, notes scattered everywhere, and LMS tabs open round the clock, the Rotaract Club of University of Colombo, Faculty of Arts didn’t hit pause. Instead, the club wrapped up the month with a calendar full of impactful events. Club Service Avenue The Club Service Avenue, in collaboration with the Rotaract Club of Cinnamon Gardens, hosted Baila Night ’25—one of the most awaited events on our Rotaract calendar. Held on the 30th of May at King George Hall, University of Colombo, the evening was a lively celebration filled with classic Sri Lankan Baila tunes, dancing, games, and plenty of kottu. More than just a night of fun, Baila Night brought people…

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Blog Series Editorial Love Gazette II Poems

To the One the Skies Whisper About

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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

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Blog Series Editorial Love Gazette II Poems

“Yellow”

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He bloomed like the yellow flowers on the street, Next to the pile of rotten leaves and weed.  I do not remember the name,  I knew once when I was younger,  More innocent and stupid. The petals were far apart,  And there were no pretty butterflies to suck its nectar.  I went to smell it, for the bright yellow enticed me,  But there was nothing.  All I smelt was the wet concrete of the road, And my feet with slippers were covered in mud.  The rain poured from above, crashing onto my frail umbrella And the wind started to blow.  But the petals never fell,  And I didn't want to go. -Rtr. Vibhavee Sarathchandra

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