It was almost 29
years ago. There are many memories ,
many after-stories , many opinions
flooding my head …I had to write
(I have tried a few structures for this post nothing seem to
work . So I am going for an abstract approach .)
The cub that , Appa durai ( fictional alias) has raised in his Jaffna manor as a status symbol , grew up to be a fine beast . In July it made his first kill.
Attacked and killed 13. The adorable pet has grown up to be a man eating tiger.
Shock and gloom was spreading across the land. The grieving hearts needed pay back . Doubt of whether we have crossed the point of no return , was
slowly spreading . Vengeance needs to be directed at someone .It was them
against us now . As always there were
people waiting in the shadows for an opportunity.
Houses were burning , there was panic lurking in the streets
and Shankar and his family were hiding
in our front room. His brother Ravi, a
20+ year old man , who modeled his hair like Kamalhasan and sang Boney M songs ,
was trembling in freight . And Malathi his
sister was trying to feed her son, while
my mother tried to calm the crying baby down .
කන්දක් ගිනි ඇවිලෙන්නේ
හැන්දක් කිරි බීපන්නේ
නැන්දත් නුඹ නලවන්නේ
නින්දක් නොනිදියාගන්නේ
…………That image still haunts me.
Mrs Illangakone Muller, the burger
lady who lived down the lane, stood
in the path of the mob and vouched on
the father the son & the Holy ghost that there were no tamil houses down the lane .
ගෝන පන්තියක් ඇතී
අපි දුටු පන්තියක් නැතී
කළු එළු පන්තියක් ඇති
අපි දුටු පන්තියක් නැතී
සුදු එළු පන්තියක් ඇති
අපි දුටු පන්තියක් නැතී
On 26thMarch 1983, Thilaka Wijegunawardana (fictional name),
who’ s stammer aggravated in stressful situations , could not utter a single
word in Sinhala , when the mob leader asked him to repeat a few words . He was
burnt in his car near Kaluthara .
Many years later , M…. gulped the remaining Rockland rum and coke mix in his glass , before he started relating his experiences at the temporary camp in Thurstan college . His voice broke , when he spoke of how they were rounded up in the grounds and made to sit in the middle of a circle of machine guns pointed at them , to the news that tigers were attacking Colombo. Chills ran down my spine. I wondered what ever happened to Shankar Ravi & Malathi.
Many years later , M…. gulped the remaining Rockland rum and coke mix in his glass , before he started relating his experiences at the temporary camp in Thurstan college . His voice broke , when he spoke of how they were rounded up in the grounds and made to sit in the middle of a circle of machine guns pointed at them , to the news that tigers were attacking Colombo. Chills ran down my spine. I wondered what ever happened to Shankar Ravi & Malathi.
PS:
There are no black and white situations in life. Only shades of grey .
There are no black and white situations in life. Only shades of grey .
These are times we have lived through. These are times we’ve passed. And we suffered for three decades . Some actions taken during those weeks tainted the lives and minds and decided the unfortunate fate of the land for many years to come.
But mainly because we
forgot.
We forgot how they were our neighbors, they forgot how we looked after
them. We forgot the Mrs Illangakoons Muller , the everyday heroes who stood up to the mobs. We forgot who raised the cub and who instigated the mobs
, and why they did so. Also how and why people were made to buy in to ideas as
time went by.
