Tradition, Taste, and Togetherness: My Awrudu Experience

 Reading your post about Sinhala and Tamil New Year really made me smile and think about my own Awrudu celebrations here in Sri Lanka. The way you described the kitchen filled with the aroma of sweets and the sound of Awrudu songs instantly took me back to my childhood. It reminded me how these traditions, small as they may seem, carry so much love, warmth, and connection.

One memory that always stays with me is watching my aunty make kiribath with green gram. Even after all these years, I still can’t get enough of that taste, especially when eaten with katta sambol. It’s something I’ve never tasted anywhere else, and every New Year, when the family gathers and we share our food, laughter, and stories, it feels like home in its truest sense.

What I loved about your post is how it shows that Awrudu is not just about food or rituals; it’s about togetherness, identity, and joy. Even trying something new or imperfect, like making a sweet for the first time, becomes a memory that lasts. Your story inspires me to cherish these small but meaningful moments even more.

Awrudu, after all, is not just a celebration, it is a gentle reminder of family, love, and the little traditions that make life so rich

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- By Chathuranga Jayasekara -