It was saddening to read of the passing away of the old stalwart of fine English expression in the columns of the press, the dear Sadi (Sunday Times, July 26, 2009).
Sadi’s health had declined in recent months. It was noticeable that his grasp of environment and topic were slipping.
The major contributing cause was his solitary existence at an unostentatious home down Vihara Lane, Wellawatte.
What does one say when an old scribe goes to his reward on the basis that he had done his best, and that he could not have done better?
“Into a glow of red sunset,
Eyes set and chin held firm,
Sadi walked off stage and set
Life’s play over and race well run.”
God bless and keep you.