𝑾𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝑾𝒂𝒊𝒍 ( දුක් ගන්නා රාළ )

Good old days, every house (should I say almost all) in the villages had a fair amount of front garden as the land was not an issue then and they were spread well in any village. One thing distinctive in the beautiful front lawn was in one corner of it, there were Clothes Lines to put their washed linen to dry under the sun. No Gizmos, like Washers and Dryers then and all were hand washed and dried under the Sun always. This clothesline was used subliminally to showcase one’s possessions and status symbol as well. Fast forward a few decades to the front and things have changed quickly. With the population, explosion gizmos have taken over the world. Houses are so close to each other now that one can hear his or her neighbour snoring in the nights and not many front gardens anymore. With this change of scene, the Front Lawn clotheslines too have gone missing. For a period of time, many were lost not knowing how to expose their stories and wealth, of course subliminally with the missing ...