Birithivy Yogaratnam
Stories (42/0)
A Friend, In Sadness
If walls could talk, it could, in this case, tell the sadness and sorrow I feel when I see my best friend. They don't know I'm their friend, but if I could talk, I know we would be the best of friends. I've seen my friend for what feels like years now. They would be hunched in the corner, near me, trembling in fear. Sometimes because of the cold. Sometimes, because they have no one to love them. But I am right here! Right here to help wipe those tears they shed. I'm here, hoping that one day, I have the ability to yell and scream my friendship to them, hoping they will finally hear words of love, rather than the empty silence of the room they live in.
By Birithivy Yogaratnamabout a year ago in Fiction
A Friendship
On the coast of Trincomalee, I, and everyone else, watched as the two friends met again. I just so happened to travel to the Pearl of the Indian Ocean years ago to visit family when I saw the friends the first time. It was an elder man, now probably in his late 70's, and a now 15 year old elephant, walking side by side on the beach. For strangers, it seemed like a very strange sight. I saw them when I was a teen, and now seeing them as an adult, it made me realize the strength of their friendship.
By Birithivy Yogaratnamabout a year ago in Earth
Reset
He sat at his desk in his room, trying to recalibrate his mind so that he would know what he had to do for the day. It was going to be a task to remember certain things for him. At this age, and at this point of his life, the man was prone to his memory being hazy. He wasn't as sharp as he once was, and that proved to be such a problem for him. It started with small things: leaving the tap running, or the door open, or even forgetting what time he last ate. But now it was getting worse by the day. He was forgetting himself, his loved ones, and the world around him. He wasn't sure if he would have any new memories at this point. It made him frustrated, but mainly, it made him sad. It made him think of how vulnerable his life had become. Once known as the smartest member of his family, with a high IQ and a doctorate in mathematics, the problems he once solved in a jiffy were now giving him problems.
By Birithivy Yogaratnamabout a year ago in Fiction
The Package
The scene outside was chaotic. Through the curtain, Ian could see numerous police cars and heavy duty trucks parked. The blue and red light coming from the vehicles was illuminating his usually quiet neighborhood. The officers blared into their megaphones to remain in doors as they figure the situation out. Whatever the situation was, it didn't seem light by any stretch of the matter. All of his neighbors were doing what Ian was doing: looking through their windows and pointing at the commotion outside and talking amongst their household members. Ian was waiting for his wife to get back home from work, but it would have to be an even longer wait, as the whole area was cautioned taped off. No one was allowed to enter the neighborhood, and all traffic was being diverted to go away from it.
By Birithivy Yogaratnam2 years ago in Fiction
Await
It was John's 10th birthday. For his birthday, he wanted one thing. It wasn't the latest video game, nor clothing, nor a trip to a basketball game. All Jacob wanted for his 10th birthday was to go to the aquarium with his dad. Since he was 8, his dad was absent from his life. His dad was serving in the army, fighting a war that was on going for the past 3 years. But finally, the war had ended, and unbeknownst to John, his dad was finally going to spend a birthday with his son at his favourite place: the aquarium.
By Birithivy Yogaratnam2 years ago in Fiction
The Tiragan Prophecy
Prologue There was a time, long ago, where the skies were ruled by the dragons. Thousands of years ago, the earth was populated by many species, but none as powerful and domineering as the dragon. The great fire breathing beasts were separated by two factions: the Kalugu and the Paruntu. These two species of dragons had fought against each other for generations, forging fabled battles that the people of the land would chronicle via stories, hieroglyphics, cave paintings, and statues. These wars saw lands become obsolete, despaired, and changed forever. When one of these legendary beasts would perish in a battle, their carcasses would eat into the ground, causing a pool of fire and lava to form, and creating the landscape where the carcasses decayed to becoming what we now call today as volcanoes. The carcasses were like seeds to the formation of volcanoes, and that is why certain regions of the world have an influx of these lava spewing mountains (due to the high concentration of dragons in those areas).
By Birithivy Yogaratnam2 years ago in Fiction