Annual  Pilgrim “SOMAWATHIE  “

A Journey of Faith and Family
The sharp keech-keech of a motorbike horn broke the calm of the dispensary. Smiling, the doctor remarked how even the postman’s bell had changed with time. Life indeed was changing—servants on mobile phones, letters replaced by calls, and habits quietly transformed.
Among the letters delivered that morning was one addressed to Dr. Malanee Kodituwakku—a gentle reminder from Somawathie Temple about the annual pilgrimage on November 16 and 17. That single letter set everything in motion.
As always, Malanee took the lead. Phone calls were made, names discussed, excuses heard, and confirmations gathered. Though many were unable to join due to illness, work, or family duties, a small but devoted group slowly formed. Rasu, the faithful servant of many years, quietly prepared everything—from cooking utensils to food supplies—working not as a helper, but as a family member.
Before dawn, the house at Kalagedihena came alive. Rice was cooked, sambol prepared, bags packed, and prayers whispered. By 4.30 a.m., the bus rolled out—filled with devotion, chatter, Bana sermons, laughter, and quiet naps. The journey included worship at Seruwila Temple, shared meals under unexpected rain, small kindnesses along the way, and warm hospitality.
Reaching Somawathie Temple on time, the group settled in. As tradition demanded, the women cleaned the temple premises, the evening Gilanpasa Pooja was offered with devotion, and tired bodies found rest in simple rooms. Before sunrise the next day, Malanee was again at the temple—service before comfort, always.
The main Buddha Pooja concluded peacefully. Heavy rain followed their departure, as if blessing the journey. Lunch at Minneriya Army Restaurant, sponsored lovingly by family, brought the pilgrimage to a joyful close.
They returned home by night—tired, grateful, and content. More than a trip, it was a reminder: faith grows stronger when shared, and memories made together remain forever.