Heartfelt Memories - Telegram

There used to be a telephone...

Police...

The post office...

In a government office...

That's it..

Talipong was eaten by the side of the train road...

The coal we call the goose train is going on the train.

There are about twenty wires of the thread...

They are like white bottles..

There were hikarels in the crosswoods...

When the train goes...

How long will it take for this to pass?

I see... the second hand of my father's watch...

It's a great game for us.

Tallikarang...Raligirang is like a lot of Nankorapu....

In the telegram, he said that he had to go to work and take an urgent vacation.

I am sick and want to leave..

Sik..Guarantee ..Leave..

Pyungma used to...

Bring a tallyrang...

Stopped the bike near the Indi stump...

Tilling .. Tillingnnnnnnnnnnnnnn .. .

The road hit by a dog... the people at home are getting hot..

Sitting in the kitchen...

Wrap a cloth...

Tie your hair up...

Girls are running..

A relative's illness

or a ....

Death itself...

It often has...

Alola has a sheet folded for four or six.

hi god

When told...

A lot of relatives near the village...

Getting ready to go...

At the beginning, it was only because of Ingiris Valing.

One day nine hundred and thirty...

To the sermon in our mother's village temple....

In the distance came a ralligirang from the monk who was in Vadammanna

~Enable to Come~

What did you say?

So instead of the monk who accepted the sermon...

Reverend Anable is preaching...

Banamaduve pistol match lit....

I got tired of waiting and went home...

Mother's childhood.

I love to listen to the voice of the uncle in the post office.

Charlie turned to say many words like .... and then the right word means to write the first letters of those words.

Then you add letters and make words and say... there is a strange quality when you use those words and talk....

I forgot to say that you can't make calls in those days...

Tallykaran added them when they arrived....

One gentleman..

That Charlie turns to Panadura while going to the port and says letter by letter... .....

From there to Colombo

From Colombo to Badulla...

From Badulla to Badalkumbura

That's where you write on the paper.....

Mr. Pyung is going home with a bicycle in his hand...

This is just an example.

While going like that, the sound has changed..... not to use any other rubbish.... those words like Charlie Harry will take the first letters of them..

Sinhala must have sent it in a way similar to Singlish..

Malaria was called jungle fever on that side....a talikaran

My mother has jungle fever

The sound that came from the English letters was put into Sinhala and the last place that came to the house was the Raligirang...

AMMATA KELE UNA

Mother said...

The patient's malaria...jungle fever...healed..

The cast is whistling...

Guess the rest..

One day during the fun season...

The post office

A talkyrang population program ....

We hear the sound of both post offices...

That Charlie turns and says in bass........Hella....

In the meantime, the personal story of those two friends and two or three words are going.....

I wrote one or two words of the story to the telegram as well.

Those who are listening can't stop laughing..

I will never forget the name of the last person who sent it...

Piris in Horawala

Asking on the other side...

Is the dried fruit gravy...

In the past, the Ralahami of the police....Pyung Mr....both of them had...

A long sleeve coat...short bucket pants....

Ralahami policemen also come on bicycles at the same time.

It is difficult to recognize when coming from a distance on a road that can be seen from a distance...

All the drunkards are drunk...

Abandoned rubber roads...

Palu Velvala comes wonderfully....

When approaching the market, it is very good....the garbage is over...half of the sareem is in hand...

Vaneena Vanilla can't even go on the road...sort of.

One day Mr. Pyung was coming from a distance on a bicycle...

Here's the ball.....It's like a gentleman going to a shop after sitting on the back of a drunk man..

Then the boys shouted...

It's getting long..let's stop it

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Years ago...

Gamini Ranasinghe

Assistant Director

Education Department of Sri Lanka