memories

අපේ tomato lesson එක

The original alarm clock of our ancestors didn’t rinf
It sang.
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Before we had calendars, nature told us exactly when it time to reset. The blooming of the Erabadu (Coral Tree) in fiery red and the call of the Koha (Asian Koel) weren't just pretty sights and sounds. They were the biological signals that the earth had completed its cycle, the harvest was ready, and the cosmic tide was turning. Our ancestors didn’t look at a screen; they listened to the sky and the soil.
Are you still listening? 🌺🦅

MIcrogreen 101: මුල් පියවර හරියට ගත්තොත්ම හොඳ ප්‍රතිඵල ලැබෙනවා කියලා කියනවා 🌱

අපේ microgreen experiment එක

අපේ Kale සම්බෝලේ

සිංහලෙන් අහන්න... විඩීයෝව බලන්න..

We call it Sinhala Tamil New Year!

But Avurudu was never just a date.

It begins when the sun shifts,
from Pisces to Aries.

Not as a belief.

But as an observable change.

For ancient Sri Lankans,
this wasn’t astrology.

This was survival.

The Maha harvest had ended.
The paddy was cut.
The grain was stored.

The land was dry.
The body was tired.

And in that moment…

there was only one feeling:

Relief.

“We survived.”

Avurudu was never just a celebration of a new year.

It was a recognition of completing a cycle.

Of living through uncertainty.
Of depending on the sun, the rain, and the earth
and making it through.

Long before identities like Sinhala or Tamil,
before religion became something separate,

life itself was the system.

Nature was not something outside.

It was everything.

That’s why Avurudu mattered.

Not because of rituals.

But because it marked a deep connection between human life and natural cycles.

Today…

we celebrate it as an event.

But back then…

it was a relationship.

Maybe that’s what changed.

– අපි නොදන්න අපේ කම | The Untold

සිංහලෙන් අහන්න... විඩීයෝව බලන්න..

We call it Sinhala Tamil New Year!

But Avurudu was never just a date.

It begins when the sun shifts,
from Pisces to Aries.

Not as a belief.

But as an observable change.

For ancient Sri Lankans,
this wasn’t astrology.

This was survival.

The Maha harvest had ended.
The paddy was cut.
The grain was stored.

The land was dry.
The body was tired.

And in that moment…

there was only one feeling:

Relief.

“We survived.”

Avurudu was never just a celebration of a new year.

It was a recognition of completing a cycle.

Of living through uncertainty.
Of depending on the sun, the rain, and the earth
and making it through.

Long before identities like Sinhala or Tamil,
before religion became something separate,

life itself was the system.

Nature was not something outside.

It was everything.

That’s why Avurudu mattered.

Not because of rituals.

But because it marked a deep connection between human life and natural cycles.

Today…

we celebrate it as an event.

But back then…

it was a relationship.

Maybe that’s what changed.

– අපි නොදන්න අපේ කම | The Untold

අපි ගිය water lantern festival එක

අපේ පවුලේ වීක්එන්ඩ් ට්‍රිප් එක

දන්නවද sunflower seedsවලට සුපිරි power එකක් තියෙනවා කියලා?

අපේ 10 වන විවාහ සංවත්සර දිනය #අපේanniversary

අපේ පළමු fig fruit අස්වැන්න