I walked slowly up the hill with the crowd. There are so many graves on both sides of the mountain road that I feel very complicated. Like us, these graves have lived, been tired, loved, hated, won and frustrated. Now only stone tablets are hidden in weeds, telling his glory and tears.
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Tomb-Sweeping Day, who has been drifting for thousands of years, has been boating in the sea of time and years, telling us that the Sri Lankan people are waiting for us to get rid of dust and settle down in the loess.