Short Films.

Short films are films which run for minimum 15 minutes and maximum 30 minutes. Short films if used properly can convey many and many important messages to the society.Now a days our youngsters are in an ordeal in preparing short films which convey  messages of ethnic conflict. Thvarip pirantha tharalam by Vatheesh Varunan, envelopes the theme of the situation of children in the post war situation. Few years back there was a short film by an Indian artist discussing the same theme( the theme of war) where an Indian girl visits SriLanka during war period. It is highly appreciable that Sinhalese artists have the proper understanding of our problem that they produce films of war situations (with you without you and Ini avan by Asoka Handagama); I'm not that much prophecied to appreciate such great artists but I'm simply happy of those products, rather than some South Indian films which lack the understanding of our problem( kannaththil muththamittal, Rameswaram) Howsoever if many and many literary creations are being prepared it's a good sign that there'll be a solution to our problem( both Tamils' and Sinhalese' problems) where our hands were separated by the mis ruling of the politicians but real victims were innocent people who lived concordant over centuries. So if these creations help to bring a beautiful solution to our problem( my intention is not criticizing anyone) we, the Lankans will be happy 'cause we really love our mother Lanka. One day this Lanka will be not wonder of Asia but wonder of the world. But for that we've to toil. We've to change ourselves. One poem by a Sinhalese artist, Suminda Kithsiri envelopes the event of the ignition of the library of Jaffna.

Alas! Lord Buddha was shot dead,

by the furies of authority.

His holy carcass

Lies face down

In the staircases of 

Mine lore of Jaffna.

Mine lore was in a conflagration.

Which spreads the fragrance of Thirukkural,

Meanwhile the very Venna artist

Is dumb founded in the 

Heart of the city.

Appa, appa, 

Which was our place of victory,

Which was the place where 

Uncles of Army,

Uprooted the Tigers.

Which was the place where 

We hoisted our flag.

While treading in the fiords.

The innocent son searches the 

remnants of Nandhikkadal!!!

Om Sai Ram!!!