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Sudharshine Anandaraja Original Writing Prologue The neighbour behind our friend's house practiced opera in his shower .... As usual they would put up loud music exactly at 6.00pm.... As always the neighbour came stampeding up to us and blamed us for being rowdy, insane lunatics... "Cuckooo"...and there went the cuckoo clock as usual. The first time I heard him, I stood in the bathroom eavesdropping at their shared wall for ten minutes, debating the wisdom of jamming his pipeline, and transferring it into dirty kitchen water through his shower. It was very different from living in the duplex over with the middle-aged Mr and Mrs De livera and their two young sons back there. I couldn't help listening to the appalling noise next door, unwittingly, almost damaging my ear drums. Today is the 22nd of August 2001, 9:15 pm, there's the phone, my Mum picked it up. I couldn't hear her conversation because of the annoying cry next door; besides, I wasn't allowed to snoop on her chitchat anyway. My eyes looked down to the half completed tiled floor enjoying the chill of it in the sizzling day and yet I was still trying to know what my mum was talking about. I thought it was the ordinary 'business' calls. I moved my eyes back to my mum and up right to the ceiling staring at the glamorous lighting that had been newly added. ...read more.


LTT is the Liberation Tigers of Tamil, a terrorist organization in Sri Lanka that began in 1970 as a student protest over the limited university access for Tamil students; currently seeks to establish an independent Tamil state; relies on guerrilla strategy including terrorist tactics that target key government and military personnel; "the Tamil Tigers perfected suicide bombing as a weapon of war". They attack the southern part of Sri Lanka where there are many Buddhists, Muslims and Catholic. I never thought the LTT would have gotten this far....but they have. The questions and the disappointment that reached my brain were agonizing. I thought she trusted me, I thought she would tell me everything, I thought she would never doubted me. I thought she told me that there was NO ENEMIES, although I did know she had her little plans for peace, but not clearly. That instance I realised... all these years of knowing each other was a bogus ...we didn't really no each other...if we did...then why am I so confused? 1. Today is the 22nd of August 2002, 9:15 pm. I stared at the newspaper in my bedroom. The newspaper... I remember it's the last thing we were talking about before we left, you were very clever for your age, I valued your words highly, I sure didn't seem to care about them, but I did keep it in my head, that's the only thing I have to remind myself of you. ...read more.


Is it heaven@god.com? You have to live in a place you have computers to read my mail. I can't send you a post card or a letter can I? I don't have your address; do you have a postman up there? I'm sorry I spilled water in your painting, I hope that's not why you went, I promise I won't do it again, you know I'm clumsy and that's how I learn. Only I know how painful it is to tell you this, but I regret shouting at you, annoying you just because I was bored, I know you were joking those times but I took it seriously. But anyhow and anyway I wish you were back. I'll staple my mouth so I won't scream at you and loose you again. I read this newspaper over and over again, to see if you had left me a clue, the only clue I found was heaven, is that it? If I keep this, it will remind me of you, I'll place it carefully and keep it organised the way you like it. I'll make sure your letters won't dissolve in my tears. I should stop now, I wouldn't want to wet you, don't worry I'll look after you. I take care of you like you took care of me and stood beside me in everything I did. Oh how I wish you were back. Please, please, please come back. I miss you awfully. Please, please...zzzzzzzz Acknowledgements: http://www.thefreedictionary.com/LTTE ...read more.

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