Folktales

A long time ago, there was a beautiful and prosperous kingdom with all the natural resources. The king of this kingdom was called Kakille. Though the kingdom was prosperous due to its richness in natural resources and good, hardworking people, the king was famous for his stupidity. On one unfortunate night, there was heavy rainfall. Due to the rain, a poor man’s house collapsed. He thought the mason who built the house was the one to take the blame for his house collapsing. So he decided to complain about this injustice to the king…

Since ancient times, in most of the Buddhist temples in Sri Lanka, there are fellow men who serve the priests and stay in the temple. They do whatever the monks ask them to do and depend on the temple for food and shelter. Once upon a time, in one temple, there was such a man. His name was Kaluwa. He was quite famous in the village for his carelessness and silly actions.

Once upon a time, in ancient Ceylon, Seven gurus (gypsies) who were traveling on their own different paths met each other at an ambalama, where they chose to stay for the night. Ambalama is like a lodge, built for pilgrims, traders, and travelers to stay the night. So, the seven gurus who were traveling alone coincidentally met at such a place.Once they met at the Ambalama, they all recognized they were from the same community. They were all making a living by giving prophecies to people by looking at their palms or faces…

Once upon a time in ancient Ceylon, there was a man called Abara. He was married to a religious woman. They both were Buddhists. The women who is more religious goes to temple in every full moon poya day. So, Abara’s wife went to temple and observed Atasil and returned home. But, Abara didn’t go to temple. He never had gone to temple to observe Sil. His wife wanted him to go to temple…

Once upon a time, there was a man called Gamarala on an island called Lanka. On that island, there were so many villages. They were beautiful villages with a lot of greenery. In a village like that, there was this person called Gamarala. Like most of the villagers, Gamarala was also an innocent farmer. He cultivated paddy in his fields. One day, he woke up early and went to the paddy field. He saw that the paddy field had some marks. Gamarala looked closely.

“What are these marks? It seems the paddy has been tamped down.”

Once upon a time, there was a foolish man in a village. He was a very poor man. But he worked hard. He worked at his paddy fields, Chena, and home garden. He cultivated all he could and made a living out of his cultivations. That was how he fed his wife and his son. He was an honest, innocent man. But, unfortunately, he was not that smart. One day, in the evening, this villager was sitting on the log placed in the front yard of his house. After having a tiring day, he sat there and kept thinking about his future…