His Favourite Song

When we were small our famous trip was to go to Loku Amma's Place. It was situated in Pitabeddara, a rural village surrounded with tea plantations. Loku Thaththa and Loku Amma treated us well and prepared for our visit weeks ahead. The house was located at the top of a mountain where we can see a small stream called "Dola".

In the evening, Thaththa used to sit with us in front of the house and tell stories. We listened to him with much pleassure. Sometimes he repeated the same story but we never got bored because they were well organized stories with lot of amusement.

At the end of the stories we used to sing songs. My sisters were good in singing and as a child I also tried my best to sing songs. I sang "Issara Kale Handa Mama.........". Thaththa used to sing a very special song. It started as "Mathaa.......", a song which could make our eyes wet. The song was about mother. The special thing to note is my father never had the opportunity to have his mother's love because he lost her when he was very small, similar to Prince Siddhartha who became Lord Buddha. But the way he sang gave us a picture how he should have treated his mother if she lived. She might have been very proud to have such a great son.

My youngest sister told that she remember the lyrics of that song. I shall publish them in future as a Tribute to him