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Denzil Jayasinghe

Denzil Jayasinghe

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Nov 5

The Last Night

The night before I left home

The Last Night

Denzil Jayasinghe

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Oct 28

The Quiet Roots of Mudiyansegewatta

A Pilgrimage of the Heart

The Quiet Roots of Mudiyansegewatta

Denzil Jayasinghe

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Oct 24

The Photograph

It was in my fourteenth year, during one of those long, warm afternoons when time seemed to stretch out like a sleeping cat, that I found…

The Photograph

Denzil Jayasinghe

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Oct 12

Thilak, the boy from Galle

It was in the quiet, dust-specked days of 1973 that I first met Thilak Pathirana. I was eighteen then, the youngest lad in our batch at the…

Denzil Jayasinghe

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Sep 27

The Name’s Bhupathi — Mr Bhupathi

The other day, Abdul Lathief wrote a short note about Bhupathi and Arun Diaz, both of whom had served at the Chartered Bank in Dubai in the…

Denzil Jayasinghe

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Sep 14

Be Somebody

When I was growing up, the expectation was clear as the midday sun: study hard, and “be somebody.”

Denzil Jayasinghe

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Sep 13

Yellow Underpants and a Broken Heart

In the mid-seventies, when Sri Lanka was still the centre of my universe, mornings had a routine. I would leave Mudiyansegewatta Road and…

Denzil Jayasinghe

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Sep 6

What if?

The years stack up, and you start looking back at the scaffolding.

What if?

Denzil Jayasinghe

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Sep 4

The Luck I Didn’t Recognise

Sometimes the thing that changes your life is the thing you most want to escape.

The Luck I Didn’t Recognise

Denzil Jayasinghe

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Sep 3

Elmo

There are some people who pass through our childhood without ever knowing how important they were to us. They may not have done anything…

Elmo

Denzil Jayasinghe

Denzil Jayasinghe

Tech professional with an artist’s eye and a storyteller’s instinct. I capture moments through code, images, and words. In two words: "creative craftsman."

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