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Wednesday, May 13, 2015
The joy of giving

The joy of giving

Sunday, 4 January 2015

A children's short story: 

by Husna Inayathullah 



 "As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others." - Audrey Hepburn

It was new year at school. Sara was excited and happy to go to school. She was promoted to grade seven this year. She was in her new school uniform and a pair of new shoes which she got as a present for Christmas from her mother.

Sara was happy with her new school text and exercise books which were very colourful with different sizes and shapes of flowers and princesses on their covers. She always loved to use new books. Sara arranged her new books and stationery with the help of her elder brother and placed them into her new pink coloured school bag.


"Sara, it's already time up for school. Come quickly," said her dad. Sara was looking into the mirror for several times adjusting her new hairstyle. She thought of having a new hairstyle to school this year and had her haircut like the Hollywood Selena Gomez who is one of her favourites.

Sara waved goodbye to her mum and brother. She left for school with her dad by car. While she was on her way to school, she saw many other school children like her going at school. Sara was imagining how things would be in school. She was wondering about her new classroom, new class teacher and her new friends.

All of a sudden Sara saw a girl of her age walking to school but not in a new uniform and a new pair of shoes like hers. She was so disappointed and worried when she saw the plight of the girl. "Dad, dad! Can you please stop the car?" said Sara. "Why my dear? Can't you understand that it's already late to school and that it's late for me to office too?" her dad said.


 "Dad, look at the girl on your right. She seems to be in a very pathetic situation. Can we help her dad?" asked Sara.

"Yes, of course my dear. We can help her," said dad. The girl outside seemed to be from a very poor family. Her uniform was pale yellow. She was wearing a torn pair of dirty shoes. Her hair was not neatly combed and plaited. She was carrying her books in a shopping bag. Sara was upset at once when she saw the poor girl. She felt like she wanted to help her. She got off the car and went towards the poor girl. "What is your name, dear?" asked Sara.

"I'm Maya," said the poor girl.

Sara asked for some money from her father and gave it to Maya. Sara said, "Maya, you can take this money and use it to buy a new uniform and a pair of new shoes." Maya was thinking for a moment without taking the money. She was wondering because it was given to her all of a sudden by a stranger. "But why should you give me money? If my parents knew they will blame me," said Maya.

"I am giving this as a present for you. You can make use of it. You can stitch a new uniform, buy a new pair of shoes and school bag. Take it. Please Maya," said Sara.

"Thank you so much for the help you did for me. God bless you," said Maya. Sara was so happy to help a girl of her own age like Maya. She was so happy and satisfied. Sara was happy to have helped someone in need.
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Always tell the truth

Always tell the truth

Sunday, 6 July 2014

Short Story:
by Husna Inayathullah



There was a boy who always wished to get rid of bad habits. He was brought up in such an environment which made him adopt bad habits. His parents too were responsible for his behaviour. They always fought with each other. His father used to smoke and take intoxicants.

His mother too was in a depressed state. She always kept on worrying. She did not have the time or inclination to show affection or care for her son. She did not have the time to teach her son good manners.
Chamara, the boy was very worried. He wanted a change in his ways. He knew that his parents were wrong so he waited eagerly for someone to discipline him. Then he remembered his English teacher.
Chamara went to his teacher and said, "Sir, I have many bad habits. Which one of them should I give up first?" The teacher said, "Give up telling lies first and always tell the truth." The boy promised to do so and went home.

At night Chamara had the urge to go out and steal with his friends. Before setting out, he thought for a moment about the promise he made to the teacher. "If the teacher asks me tomorrow where I had been, what shall I say?"

"Shall I say that I went out stealing? No, I cannot say that, nor can I tell a lie. If I tell the truth, everyone will start calling me a thief. What is more, I would be punished for stealing." Chamara decided not to steal that night and gave up the bad habit.

The next day, he felt like smoking. When he was about to do so, he said to himself, "What shall I tell the teacher if she asks me what I did during the day? I cannot tell a lie, and if I tell the truth people will hate me, because a child is not supposed to smoke."

Then he gave up the idea of smoking. In this way, whenever Chamara thought of doing something bad, he remembered his promise to tell the truth at all times. One by one, he gave up all his bad habits and became a good boy.

Chamara's parents too saw this change in their child. Ultimately they too realised their fault. They felt guilty and tried to show affection and care for the child.

The boy who did a lot of bad things, reformed himself and his parents due to his promise to tell the truth. Telling the truth is a good habit. If you tell the truth others will always respect you.
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An inspiring story for children

An inspiring story for children

Sunday, 27 July 2014
Reviewed by Husna Inayathullah

Samaya, the story of the deaf baby elephant is written by Tineke de Silva Nijkamp with drawings of Ingrid Maters. It is a Sarvodaya Vishva Lekha publication.


The book is a first hand experience of the writer. Tineke de Silva -Nijkamp who visited Sri Lanka for the first time in 1974 with her Sri Lankan born husband Susiri de Silva. At that time she was a teacher at a Deaf School in the Netherlands her home country.

She was shocked to see that most of the deaf children in the remote villages of Sri Lanka did not attend school. Tineke had a dream to help the underprivileged deaf children to get an education.
She settled down with her husband in Sri Lanka and started the Dr. Reijntjes School for Deaf in Moratuwa. Her husband started the Sarvodaya Vishva Lekha Printing Press in Ratmalana.
Deafness in infants and children is a major issue. In children it may affect the development of language and can cause work related difficulties for adults.

Handicap

The harmful effects of childhood deafness are given little thought by many people today as it is an invisible handicap.

The writer Tineke de Silva is the founder and principal of Dr. Reijntjes School for the Deaf. She has written this story to make children and adults aware of this invisible handicap in a creative manner.

She has used animals living in the forest as her characters to convey the message. She uses elephants as her main characters. The way a baby elephant suffers from deafness in an elephant family and the way the father and mother elephant are worried is beautifully portrayed.

It is a heart-breaking short story. It makes us feel for those with a hearing impairment. The book is not only meant for children but also for adults.

Through the character of a deaf baby elephant called Samaya, Tineke portrays the problems faced by a deaf child. A deaf child has communication problems and that is shown beautifully in the story when the baby elephant gets lost in the jungle and when the other animals kept on searching for him. All the other animals in the jungle scream and shout but nothing is heard by Samaya.

Speech therapy

As soon as the deafness is found out in Samaya, the other animals help him. They start doing a speech therapy for him. This shows us that a deaf child should get speech therapy at an early stage.
It is necessary to learn the sign language when a child is born deaf. All animals in the jungle learn the sign language to communicate with the deaf baby elephant.

They did not want to make Samaya feel lonely and isolated. They wanted to understand Samaya and make him understand them to express their thoughts and communicate with each other well.

The love shown to one another in the animal world is marvellous. They are like one big family. It shows us that a deaf child can develop its skills and can get educated if the people around are helpful.

Lonely

"If Samaya cannot talk to you and you cannot understand what he wants to tell, he will become very lonely." This is indeed the emotional words of the wise owl to the other animals in the jungle when he was explaining the importance of learning the sign language to communicate with the deaf Samaya.

This shows how friendly, lovable and helpful that they are to a handicapped. Even human beings should learn this particular quality. We should show extra care and love to a handicapped so that they will not feel different and lonely. We should make them feel as other human beings.

"And do you know who is the happiest of all? Yes of course our little Samaya... He thinks life is wonderful!" Making a handicapped feel happy is something great. Little Samaya does not feel that he is handicapped instead he feels that life is wonderful due to his friends in the jungle.

This story gives a message to both adults and children. It makes us pause and think a while about the handicapped. Good qualities such as kindness, caring and sharing are shown in the story.

"The handicap of deafness is not in the ear; it is in the mind," said Marlee Matlin.

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Debate competition

Debate competition

Sunday, 15 June 2014

Organised by the The Interact Club of Al-Imran International School, Kandy 

The Interact Club (2013-2014) of Al-Imran International School, Kandy organised an inter-school debating competition which was held at the school auditorium recently. Gampola International School, Gampola (G.I.S) and Al- Imran International School, Kandy (A.I.I.S) reached the finals.

Being the first international school in Kandy, this was the maiden endeavour of the school in this respect. There was overwhelming participation from schools in the Kandy district. The competition was held successfully over a period of time, before the finals was held. Al- Imran International School emerged winners at the finals which was held on June 8 at the G.I.S school auditorium.

-H.I.


Pioneer leaders of the Al-Imran Interact Club (2013-2014) Pic: Husna Inayathullah

Students who participated in the finals in brown colour uniform are from G.I.S flanked by A.I.I.S. Pic: Husna Inayathullah

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Setbacks fuel new dreams

Setbacks fuel new dreams

Sunday, 15 June 2014

 by Husna Inayathullah

Sanduni woke up one midnight and realised that her dream had been shattered. She was sporty and loved sports. She took part in all the events at her school sportsmeet. 

 Every year she was placed second in the race. This year she was determined to come first. She practised day and night. She read many books and browsed the Internet to find tips to become a good athlete and how to be placed first.

The next day was the day of the sportsmeet. As she was thinking about it, even in her dreams she saw her being placed second. This made her worried and anxious.

She called her mother who rushed from her bedroom. "Sandu, why are you screaming in the middle of the night? What's wrong with you baby?"

Sanduni told her what she had dreamt. She was so worried about it. Sanduni said, "I tried to close my eyes to sleep again and go back to the dream and beat her in the race but it was impossible."

"My dear child, you are good in sports but you should not be so much into it. Gaining victory is only a part of success. Participation and dedication are more important than winning. Sanduni, don't worry because you have dedication and determination, you have the opportunity to win," mother said.

 Sanduni did not sleep well that night after she woke up from her dream. She was thoughtful.

Pamudi, a fast runner and her close competitor was a good friend. Now Sanduni started to develop a grudge against Pamudi. She was jealous of her and felt like doing something to injure her but the words which her mother said were reverberating in her mind.

It was the day of the school sportsmeet. Sanduni was nervous. She gobbled the food which her mother had prepared and went to the playground accompanied by her parents.

Sanduni's event was about to take place. Over the public address system athletes taking part in the 200 metres race were asked to come to the starting point.

Sanduni and her friends went to the pitch. "Wish you all the best Sanduni," said Pamudi. "Thank you and wish you all the best too," replied Sanduni.

The race started. " On your mark! Get set! Go!" said the starter. All the athletes were running at full speed.
As usual this time as well Pamudi got the first place and Sanduni got second.

Sanduni was not disappointed. She recalled the words of her mother. Sanduni realised that what her mother said was correct. She recalled that participation is more important than winning.

It was the end of the events. The awards ceremony was about to take place. All the students gathered in the grounds.

The winners were awarded and finally Sanduni's name was announced.

Sanduni helped the teachers a lot during the sportsmeet. To her surprise, she was praised and given a gift by the school sports teacher for her help and interest in sports. She was extra-ordinarily well known for sports in the school. "I always wanted to win everything I took part in since I was a child. Time doesn't change a person, it just helps you understand who you are.


I still hate losing. I'm just more gracious about it. I'm also aware that setbacks fuel new dreams," thought Sanduni to herself.
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The story of the red shirt

The story of the red shirt

Sunday, 12 April 2015

by Husna Inayathullah 

Astrology plays a significant role in the Sinhala and Tamil New Year. Astrologers mark the auspicious time for every activity. There is a time to take the last bath of the old year, a time to stop work and a time to start work. There is a time to light the hearth, boil a pot of milk and to take the first meal of the New Year. There is a direction in which to face and an auspicious colour to wear.

This year's colour is said to be red.The dress colour code varies from year to year in keeping with the colour meant for the particular year. Following the rituals bringsabout peace and happiness to the people and country. It will also secure good fortune in the year ahead.

The new year began with joyous sounds of merriment. Kalana and Thilina were so excited and happy to celebrate the day. Their mother had made dishes of delicious kiribath with spicy onion and chillie sambol. The delicious aroma spread allover the house.

"Children get dressed with your new red shirts. We have to visit our neighbours and friends to greet and share the sweetmeats. Hurry up!, " said ammi.

"Alright Ammi, we will be ready in15 minutes time," said Kalana.

"Ammi, where is my red shirt? I kept it inside my cupboard. Where is it? I cannot find it,"cried Thilina.
"I don't know putha. I did not see or take it. You might have put it somewhere. Search for it. You will find it," said Ammi.

Thilina was so worried as he could not find his red shirt. He searched for it everywhere. He looked for it on his bed, under his bed, inside the cupboard, over the cupboard and all over the house but he could not find it anywhere.

"What shall I do now Ammi? I could not find my red shirt. I am so worried," Thilina told his mother.
"Now it is too late. I asked you to arrange your clothes yesterday but you did not do it. Now you wear the white shirt which thaththi bought for you," his mother said.

Thilina was not satisfied with what his mother told him. His face became pale and tear drops started to roll down his cheeks.

"Knock! Knock! The front door banged. Thilina went to open the door and it was none other than his his Sudu Maama from the village.

"Happy new year Thilina! How areyou? Why do you look so pale and worried? I have bought a small present for you. Hope you will like it," said Sudu maama.

"Happy new year to you Sudu Maame.I am fine," said Thilina.

Thilina unwrapped the gift and to his surprise it was a red coloured shirt from his Sudu Maama. "Thankyou so much Maame. I was so worried because I lost my red shirt. Now you have bought one for me. Thank you so much," said Thilina.

Thilina felt so happy and great. He quickly ran into his room and got dressed to visit his neighbours and friends with sweetmeats.

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'Join us and feel how well we live’

'Join us and feel how well we live’

Sunday, 10 May 2015

by Husna Inayathullah

Five leopards with their rusty yellow coats, dark spots and close-set rosettes on their bodies could be seen walking about in the Pinnawela zoo. These were the only animals that caught our fancy. They are also known as Panthera pardus kotiya. Their enigmatic expressions were a draw.

The theme ‘Join us and feel how well we live’ is a reality when one sees the huge leopards moving freely and hiding behind trees. Their skin with rosettes were similar to those of the jaguar.

 It was really amazing to watch them running within their boundary. Their eyes were enormous but they never got fully round like a big cat's pupils do.They were looking at the visitors in a shrewd manner making funny sounds.

We were rather surprised at the growls made by a female leopard as she was trying to climb a tree.
The zoo follows International trend in specialised zoos that rare animals in environments stimulating their natural ecological habitats.

The zoo is adjoining the Pinnawala Elephant Orphanage. Anyone who makes a visit to the zoo, could visit the Elephant Orphanage as well.
we think it is little too early anyway to visit the zoo because most of the animals are still to come. Once the animals are transferred here , then it will be a worthwhile visit.

 The Pinnawala zoo is still under construction. They are planning to bring in more and more animals in the near future. The crocodile and sloth bear ranges are also still under construction.
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Wednesday, December 10, 2014
A Children's short story: A change of heart

A Children's short story: A change of heart

Sunday, 2 March 2014

by Husna Inayathullah

Ayomi felt embarrassed when she was bullied by her classmates.
"You country devil!, you are a real countryside girl, we hate you to the core", said Anna, the girl who was seated right opposite her." Look at her hair,it is yucky commented Alice"She is not suitable to be with us", said another girl in her class.

The whole class started to yell and laugh at her. I have never felt so embarrassed in my life! thought Ayomi. She started to cry and tears rolled down her cheeks. She closed her eyes and suddenly her thoughts flashed back to the days she spent in her village in Ududumbara.

She recalled the days she played with her friends Sita, Mala, Saduni and Upeksha. The days that they spent together playing hopscotch, four corners, land and water, kabedi and flying kites in the paddyfield.

The times that they watched the farmers singing and ploughing the field. Bathing in rivers and waterfalls, running into jungles and playing hide and seek and pelting stones using catapults at raw mangoes and being blamed by the owner of the mango trees. She just felt how terrific those days were and just felt like going back to those days.

Scholarship

Ayomi regretted for passing her scholarship examinations at her village school and for gaining admission to a leading and privileged school in the city because she could not bear the insults by her friends at school. Her friends were so rude and cruel towards her. They had a stong notion that the children who came from villages were unclean, impolite, foolish and compared them to frogs in wells. They treated Ayomi in such a way that she even felt like quitting school. The whole grade six class were against her. They kept on teasing her and she was a reserved character in her classroom.

The other girls in her class never spoke to her in a friendly manner.They never played with her in the playgrounds during Physical. Training periods. They never shared anything with her and dubbed her being low class. The days which she spent at her new school in the city was like hell to her. She started to hate her school life a lot. She was a very intelligent and a courageous girl but now she started to get low marks in all the subjects. She did not score like she scored during her days at her village school.

As she was in boarding school in the city, she always counted her days to get back to her village where her family, relatives and friends were.She felt that her days in the city were dark and dull and she did not have anyone to share her happiness and sorrows. Though Ayomi's friends were rude to her, she was always kind towards them. She tried the best possible ways to make friends with them. She was always ready to forgive her friends for teasing and mocking at her but her efforts were all in vain.

Embarrassed

Ayomi was always ready to share her things but her friends treated her stuff in a cheap way. They teased the way she ate because she used her fingers to eat but her friends ate with forks and spoons and Ayomi has never used forks and spoons to eat in her life. Whenever Ayomi went to buy something from the canteen, she felt awful and embarrassed because the canteen had many types of food which she has never seen or eaten in her life time. There were pizzas, burgers and french fries but she even did not know what they were by name.So, she was underestimated by her friends in front of everyone.

One day they arranged a field trip from her school to do an assignment on "Srilankan villages" and to Ayomi's surprise the trip was in her own village, Ududumbara for which her friends were always teasing her. Ayomi was so glad when she heard her teacher announcing it. The trip was arranged for the following week and Ayomi was getting ready with excitement because it was after a long time that she was going to her village.

The rest of the students in Ayomi's class were not happy with the trip. "Oh my God!, we do not like to go to that village teacher. It does not suit us.The people living in villages are so awful", said Mellisa. Some made negative comments.

Stories

The students in the class said all sorts of stories which hurt Ayomi a lot. The day of the trip arrived. Ayomi was so happy but her classmates were not so. They joined the excursion because the teacher made it compulsory for all the students. The other students could not avoid going on the trip. All the students got into the bus early at 4.30 a.m. Everyone except Ayomi was unhappy about the trip. The journey started and around 9.30 a.m. they reached Ududumbara.

Ududumbara was a very beautiful place with greenery everywhere. There was a beautiful waterfall surrounded by a thick jungle. There was fresh air everywhere and beautiful paddy fields. Ayomi's classmates were shocked and happy to see them. They have never been to such a clean, quiet and beautiful place in their lifetime. The people in the village were very friendly and they warmly welcomed them. They respected them much.

Ayomi and her classmates went into the thick jungle and they bathed in the river. They ran across the paddy fields and they flew kites and had so much of fun. The students of Ayomi's class were taken to this region to do an assignment, so the students took snapshots of the region and they spoke to the villagers to get some ideas on their lifestyles.

Ayomi's friends were so impressed. They could not believe that the villagers were so good and polite. Though they lacked technical know-how compared to the people in the city but they were far more humane. They had a lot of good qualities. They were so friendly and always ready to help each other. Ayomi's friends were feeling so guilty when they realised how nice the villagers were.

All these days they had a negative attitude about the people in the village but soon after the excursion they realised that people cannot be graded or measured using the place from which they come but it is their attitudes which matters a lot. They realised how selfish the people in the town were and how loving and caring the villagers were.

At the end Ayomi's classmates apologised to her for insulting her and all of them became good friends. Ayomi forgave all her friends and loved her school, studies and friends in the city.
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Saturday, November 29, 2014
Two children set cycling record

Two children set cycling record

Sri Lanka, Oct. 19-

by Husna Inayathullah

Michael Pollan, a nutritionist, once said, "Don't eat anything your great-grandmother wouldn't recognise as food." 

Good nutrition and a balanced diet help children grow healthily. Disara Desandi and Kulunu Gaveshitha Nanayakara have good eating habits.

They are encouraged by their parents to take a balanced diet.

Disara Desandi and Kulunu Gaveshitha Nanayakara aged five of Carlton Preschool, Mount Lavinia cycled 191Km from Mount Lavinia to Tangalle creating a record recently. They started cycling on October 1- Children's Day.

It took six days for them to cycle from Mount Lavinia to Tangalle. Disara and Kulunu told the Junior Observer, "It was a wonderful experience. We never felt tired and cycling was interesting.We are happy that we completed the task."

Disara and Kulunu are active and sporty. Both of them have plenty of determination. They had the appropriate weight and height for their age. They have good posture and bone structure.

The two of them were pleased that they had fulfilled a feat. Disara's father Harsha Hettiarachchi, Director Operations of Kulunu Foundation and Kulunu's father, Nanayakara, founder of the Kulunu Foundation said, "Our children eat nutritious food sans preservatives.

They eat local food such as red rice, green gram, yams and potatoes. They were breastfed."

They said President Mahinda Rajapaksa and First Lady Shiranthi Rajapaksa, Executive Director and Principal of Carlton Preschool helped them in this endeavour.

Namal Rajapaksa MP, a past pupil of Carlton Preschool also extended his support. "We believe that every child has the ability but it is in the hands of the parents to motivate and encourage them. We must feed our children with healthy and nutritious food and should teach them healthy eating habits."

"Children are the future of our country, hence it is our responsibility to produce healthy children. This was a challenge so we motivated our children to take part in this endeavour.

"Today most children in the country suffer from obesity. It can be eradicated if we try," They said.
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King Kashyapa

King Kashyapa

Sunday 23, November 2014

by Husna Inayathullah


King Kashyapa's story is like a Shakespearean tragedy. He built the most spectacular Sigiriya Rock Fortress in Sri Lanka 1,600 years ago. It is a tale of cruelty,intrigue, patricide, vision, grandeur, chivalry, betrayal and abandonment. Kashyapa ruled between 477 and 495 AD. He was the second monarch of the Mauryan Dynasty of the Anuradhapura Kingdom.

He acquired the throne by overthrowing his father, King Dhatusena, and usurping his brother and rightful heir to the throne, Moggallana, in a palace coup. He imprisoned and later executed his father. Kashyapa was also known as Pithru Ghathaka Kashyapa (Kashyapa the Patricide), after this incident. He was later defeated by Moggallana who had fled to South India and returned with an army to regain the throne.

Though Kashyapa was the eldest son of the king, he was not the heir to the throne. Moggallana was the son of the royal consort and the rightful heir to the throne, while Kashyapa was born to a non-royal concubine. However, Kashyapa sought to acquire the throne by ousting Moggallana.

He was assisted by the Commander of the king's army, Migara, who sought vengeance for a disagreement between himself and the king. Assisted and encouraged by Migara, Kashyapa carried out a palace coup and overthrew Dhatusena.

Dhatusena was imprisoned and Kashyapa became the king of the country in 473 as the second king in the Mauryan Dynasty of Sri Lanka. However, Moggallana fled to South India, fearing that his brother would assassinate him.

Migara led Kashyapa to believe that Dhatusena had a treasure hidden away and Kashyapa demanded it from the imprisoned king.

Dhatusena took his captors to the Kalaweva, a large irrigation tank he had constructed, and told him that it was the only treasure he had. Enraged by this, Kasyapa had his father murdered by entombing him in a wall.

Kashyapa incurred the wrath of the public and the Bhikkhus. He earned the name Pithru Ghathaka Kashyapa which means Kashyapa the Patricide. Due to this and fearing an attack from Moggallana, Kashyapa moved his capital and residence from the traditional capital of Anuradhapura to the more secure location of Sigiriya. At Sigiriya, he constructed a large citadel and his palace was built on top of the Sigiriya Rock.

Sigiriya was a large rock rising above the surrounding plain offering an unhindered view in all directions. It was chosen as the capital because of the strategic advantage this would give the defenders during an attack. Large ramparts and moats were built around the city. An elaborate and large garden was built around the rock.

The gardens consisted a number of pools, fountains and other structures. A complex underground irrigation system supplied water to the pools and fountains. The fountains are functional to this day.
 
The constructions on top of the Sigiriya Rock include the king's palace among several other buildings and pools. The Sigiriya frescoes which depict maidens carrying flowers were also created during Kashyapa's reign at Sigiriya.
Moggallana organised an army in South India and returned to Sri Lanka to claim his right to the throne.

In the battle that ensued in the plains surrounding Sigiriya, Kashyapa's army was defeated. He killed himself with his own sword. Kashyapa's reign as king of Sri Lanka ended with the defeat in 495 and Moggallana became the king as Moggallana I.
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