THE BOOK I READ š
I am someone who dislikes picking up books. Yet, for some reason I cannot
explain, I felt compelled to read this one. Perhaps as part of some whim or
curiosity, I decided to read *Senkottha*, a novel by Mahinda Prasad Masimbula.
That day, I read it eagerly and swiftly, for the book had truly captivated my
heart. I saw Veerappuli Henaya as the hero of this story. The reason for this
was his relentless effort to overcome the oppression and hardships faced by his
family and children, striving to ensure their lives would be successful. The
Dream in a society where traditions dictated that the Rodi caste could never
aspire to certain privileges, such as worshipping at the sacred Ruwanweli Maha
Seya, the countless struggles they endured became vividly clear to me. Although
he could not shape his children’s lives in the way he envisioned, he was able to
shatter the societal prejudices that had oppressed them for so long. The story
ended on a sorrowful note, bringing tears to my eyes. However, it left me with a
powerful realization: no matter the challenges I face, whether I succeed or
fail, I will always fight with unwavering determination against every obstacle
that comes my way.

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