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Desperate, Ralahami tried to cut down the tree, but the axe turned to dust in his hands. The talking mango grew larger each day, and every dawn, it bellowed his kunuharupa stories to the horizon.
So the next time you admire a child in Sri Lanka, touch your tongue to your finger and then touch the child’s cheek—whispering " Drishti wegaha " (May the evil eye go away). It might do nothing. Or it might save a life.
Sinhala Kunuharupa Katha
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Desperate, Ralahami tried to cut down the tree, but the axe turned to dust in his hands. The talking mango grew larger each day, and every dawn, it bellowed his kunuharupa stories to the horizon.
So the next time you admire a child in Sri Lanka, touch your tongue to your finger and then touch the child’s cheek—whispering " Drishti wegaha " (May the evil eye go away). It might do nothing. Or it might save a life.
