These are photographs taken at my recent visit to Batticaloa, the eastern city of Sri Lanka. Its a trip my family went to celebrate Sinhala-Tamil newyear with Tamil friends in Batticaloa.
Singing Fish is a popular term used to describe the musical sound heard under Kallady bridge, over the Kallady Lagoon in Batticaloa.
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