19 May 2006

Warning: Gruesome!







To let us remember those massacred, whose identity the government-backed media tries to conceal

Let us remember that war is not a numbers game, or a way to promote one's power or might, but that primarily it is a loss of life, individuality, sweetness of human character, and extinguishes the potential for future generations to correct past brutal, warmongering mistakes. The conflict in Sri Lanka is going in circles, many of the recent attacks replicate those from the last 20 years.


A story written by friend of my Sri Lankan colleague, to shed light on this massacre in November 1995.


Night was falling. My Kiri Amma (grand mother) retuned through paddy field directing a herd of cattle back home. She had vaguely seen some strange boys in dark suits sitting by the pathway, in unusual places. She was old, eyesight was poor. If not, that wouldn't have been the last time she returned home. There were 13 homes in our village. Many were poor farmers. There was one home with a TV. As it was Sunday, we all gathered there to watch the tele drama. Seneviratne mama was cleaver; he said "we all should not stay here for long". He came to the road & found some strangers positioning around the place we gathered. Having nothing for his defense, he shouted. That was a call for others to flee. We heard gun fire, it was for Senevi mama. He laid down his life and saved some lives, because tigers had to start shooing before they circled the village completely.

Though we tried to run away, tigers were around us. My chuti nangi (little sister) was 4 yrs then, she did not eat without listening to a story. My brother was writing something in his school book. Suddenly

Tigers hit the front door. It was not made up of strong wood, so my father kept pushing from inside preventing force opening. When that failed, tigers fired several shots at my father thru the door, he fell still trying to keep it closed. They dashed inside, kicked my father's body away and chopped the head away. My mother held 3 of us firmly, trying in vain to cover us with her hands. When a tiger aimed his gun at us, she pleaded to leave the children. He went back

And came with another lady tiger. She had a sword. She grabbed my chuti nangi away from my mother's lap and cut her neck off. Then my brother because he tried to say something. Then my mother. When tiger girl hit my mother's neck with the sword, I fainted. Whole night long, I cried trying to wake up my mother. She jerked few times, and became silent. Her blood was warm, same warmth 3 children cherished until this day.

Whole night, I heard gun fires and my relatives crying. With each gun shot, their voices dwindled. I heard Renuka nenda crying next door, pleading them to kill her. Later I learnt why she pleased that way. A tiger man beheaded her mother, father, 3 brothers and only sister and

Brought all 6 heads to the road. They shot at the house opposite mine, then dashed in. There they killed Nawaratne mama's mother (my kiri amma), his elder bother, nanda and two daughters.

Following morning, many people came to see this wonder, one big person (a politician) even came in a helicopter. Bodies were collected by Army men and prepared for last rights but they could not reach the village cemetery because, tiger men were still waiting in ambush. There was another fire fight too. Then a bulldozer came and cut a mass grave and all bodies were laid in it and closed. Those killed on this day were,

1. K.R Amarasinghe Karunaratne

2. Punchiralage Somawathi

3. Saman Ravidralal Amarasinghe

4. Kumudu Nalanee Amarasinghe

5. A.Hethuhami

6. Nimal Karunartne

7. Mallika Damaynthi Karunaratne

8. Nadeeka Sandamalee Munasinghe

9. Pradeepa Sandamalee Munasinghe

10. Pulinguralage Chandradasa

11. Kapuruhamige Dhanapala

12. Sumudu Seneviratne

13. Murugathage Tikiribada

14. Jayantha Jayasiri Ranasinghe

15. Tikiri Bandage Siriyalatha

16. Piyadasage Nandaseeli

17. Gunasekarae Nimalwanshe

18. Piyasenage Wijesena

19. Nimal Wanshage Sriyani Surangika Nomalwanshe

20. Nimal Wanshage Priyanthe Nimalwanshe

21. R.D.A.Chadradasa

22. Malhami Punchibandage Kumarashinghe

23. Podi Appuhamige Seethawathi

24. Kumarasinghage Sisira Kumarasinghe

25. Kumarasinghage Samantha Kumarasinghe

26. Kumarasinghage Malkanthi Kumarasinghe

27. Mudalihamige Piyasena

28. Herathamige Tikirihami

29. Piyasenage Piyanka

30. Piyasenage Sunethra Nandani

31. Piyasenage Milinawathi

32. Piyasenage Nuwan Kumara

33. Piyasenage Rohana Sisira Kumara

34. Niluka Thilakasiri

35. Kumarasinghage Gamini Upathissa Kumarasinghe

36. Manthihamige Piyasena

37. Mudalihamige kalyanawathi

38. P.Sriyani Kusumalatha

39. P.Ramani Niranjala

40. P.Manori Priyanga

41. Mudalihamige Rangiethana

42. Wickramadasage Ranjana Jayakodi

43. Kandappurale Bedderalage Malhami

44. Siral Mohottalage Bebi Ethani.

16 May 2006

Update:a note on Vesak

I will continue to work in Sri Lanka even if the whole place goes up in flames. They have invested too much into this place (just had the inauguration) that they won't move. LTTE would be lunatic to attack an international place; they mainly target nationals, civilian places of interest, and try to impact the government's sources of revenue, i.e. WTC, financial sector. And since only poor civilians are mass murdered, the rich politicians in power do not get affected or make moves to remedy their own genocidal militarisitic tendencies.

There have not been any other attacks in Colombo since the last pregnant woman guerilla. But now the LTTE has taken to the seas and has kidnapped a gov't naval ship in which several Norwegian peace monitors were on board. It is strange since I had just gone to a SLMM (Peace monitors) party the weekend before and met several of the peace keepers. Lovely, lively, funny and stressed out folks. For now, life remains unusual, surreal and a bit disconnected from reality.

This past weekend was Vesak (Buddha's birthday, enlightenment and death day) so the whole country was lit up with lovely paper lanterns and gaudy Xmas lights. Some communities shelled out 30,000 USD to purchase these monstrous large, plastic, flashing light, carnival-looking structures that depict a story from Buddha's life. People hand out free food, ice cream and soda and there are lantern competitions. So for nearly 2 weeks there are lots of people, very pleasant, cheerful; a complete change from the horrors you see on tv. I also managed to get out of Colombo for the weekend to visit a beach 1 hr north. Expansive, clean beach, with billowing sails on fishing boats, and I was refreshed from the unpolluted air. So there is a huge disparity in how I celebrate life and witness all the bright, cheerfulness of my days around Colombo, and the grim news that I read or hear about. So indeed there is escalating violence, with no end in sight, and no seriousness going on in the peace talks, but there is also the mundane normalcy (however normal you can make of living in South Asia!).