Don’t know how

I hope this moment is pretty good since I am sitting and breathing the freshness of the air and am able to write something and sharing it with you. I have bunches of things to say but I don’t know how. My mind repeatedly goes near to my hometown as I returned from there last week only. The days were awesome and I could replay the past of my life. Those memories are unforgettable and it slightly makes tears in my eyes. I went to some villages. Unfortunately I could only see a few faces and a few paddy fields in those villages. So what happened to those villages? Mostly they were like forests. Owners of those lands may be in Europe or somewhere in this world. There is enough land. There are all resources. But no one is there to use them. It is because north of Sri Lanka is desecrated. People who are inside can’t easily go anywhere even if they have an urgency. They can’t simply do what they want. They must always salute some big heads otherwise they can’t continue their lives. I wonder how would it be if there was no war and no spoil of blood in this land? I have a lot of questions like this. But alas I have no answers for these ‘would be’ questions. As I said earlier, I have a lot to say and my mind is full of questions and it seems to be very hard to express my feelings. My pen has so much of ink and I have a lot to say but am finishing it here.