Stanley Ubayasiri
(1938 - 2005)

Stanley Ubayasiri

January 3, 1938

July 12, 2005

Under the Ehala tree where memories come rushing

Stanley Ubayasiri

It seems time heals little, and after just over a year, a day scarcely passes without us thinking of you. The time we had together with you seems unfairly short – 30 years is hardly a lifetime to spend with a father as wonderful as you. Thaththi I miss you a lot and I feel as if I will never be whole again. As I sit in the shade of the Ehala tree we planted together, images and memories come rushing back. I remember how excited we were to see the first blooms of cascading yellow. Today, it seems appropriate not to see a single bloom peering through the green canopy.

Now, all I do is hold on to the memories of the days we spent together and I will cherish them with all my heart for the rest of my life.

Your family meant so much to you. I never realised until recently, that you had kept a file of scribblings, that malli and I had drawn for you as children and of the letters ammi had sent you when you were overseas. You always made time to play with malli and me. I will always remember how you would carry me up high on your shoulder, sit me on a puwak frond and drag me around the yard, or play cricket with the two of us.

But to you thaththi, ‘family’ did not just mean the four of us. You instilled in malli and me a sense of duty and respect for our grandparents and aunts and uncles. And you did this mainly by example. I remember how you used to take three meals a day for achchi amma whenever you were in town and how you were always happy to help your brothers and sisters whenever they needed it. I remember how we would all visit seeya’s grave every Vesak, and how you would make it a point to clean the family burial plot at least a few times every year – a task malli and I will now continue, albeit with a heavy heart. You were always ready to help anyone in need not just the extended family. I still smile each time I recall how you and I went looking for a bottle of Horlicks on a Sunday to give an achchi we met at the Naga-vihara.

Thaththi, it is from you that I learnt that action was more important than idle words of wisdom. You didn’t just quote the dhamma, but instead you lived it quietly. I remember how you rallied us all to collect food and clothes for refugees, worked tirelessly to revive a local temple, taught me the true meaning of joy by getting me to share my tenth birthday party with a group of children at a local orphanage.

May you attain the most noble peace of Nibbana.

Kasun Ubayasiri

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