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Musings in the winter – a compilation of thoughts

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by Dr Nihal D Amerasekera

It is once again the time of the year when the winter storms batter my windows. I snuggle up in my rocking chair allowing my mind to wander. Those thoughts reflect lazily on the twists and turns of my life’s fandango. It is also a time to appreciate the good things in life also to be critical of the things that are wrong. The chair provides a perfect posture to meditate, ruminate and cogitate about the world around me. I am partial to a tot of whisky, in medicinal amount, to help lubricate my thoughts, just taken neat as the makers recommended.

This is my second stint in London. After spending eight gruelling but fulfilling years studying Radiology in the 1970’s I moved away to a leafy suburb in Hertfordshire. As my professional tenure ended, leaving my rural idyll was a heartbreak. Still, there is fun to be had in the big city with a kaleidoscope of culture, museums, art galleries and music venues. In the words of Wordsworth: “An eye to perceive, a heart to enjoy.” Being retired I now live in an apartment in a block of flats. Living in a flat requires a different mind-set. The block is a community, although not a close one. Everyone is busy with their own lives. We hardly know our neighbours. There are house rules – some written and others implied. There are also civic and social responsibilities. We must respect others’ privacy while sharing the space. Looking through the window at night, I see the geometrically arranged lights of the surrounding blocks. This creates its own beauty. Each light represents people with their own lives, joys and sorrows – we are all a part of the rich tapestry of life.

We humans have caused global warming. Glaciers are melting, sea levels are rising, forests and wildlife are dying. There is a sense of foreboding of an impending apocalypse. Cop26 has come and gone. Humanity is undergoing an existential crisis. As we defer, delay and prevaricate, time is running out. Something has to be done sooner rather than later. The days of being next to the warm glow of a real fire is fast fading. Burning wood and coal harms the environment. Fossil fuel power stations are being run down. The promise of a better tomorrow is enticing. While the renewable sources of energy take on the slack the cost of heating and electricity have sky rocketed. Whenever I complain about the bitter cold people remind me that I have left the heat and sunshine in the tropical paradise where I was born!

Politics is the bane of society. But we need politicians. Despite political upheavals, coup d’état and insurrections, Sri Lanka has remained a democracy. The quality of life has improved for the majority including healthcare and education. The villagers now have a voice. But as a country we are not where we should be and yet much still needs to be done. The origins of the art and science of governance is not clear. But sleaze, corruption and criminality in politics is old as the hills. Extreme power and control over people corrupt and destroys societies and lives. But we never seem to learn from history. As I look around there is not a single country in the world where politics is clean as intended. In the West there is unacceptable political corruption, but it lies below the surface and far less conspicuous. In some countries bribery, deceit and deception are accepted as the norm. This causes tremendous hardship to the people. Some Politicians aren’t true to their conscience. They will in the fullness of time lose their power and with it the respect, recognition and reverence which they yearn and crave for so much.

There is a high level of economic inequality in the world which is shocking and obscene, and it is getting worse. People have long dreamt of an egalitarian society. Despite the human existence for thousands of years, all the religions and the philosophies of this world have failed to inspire and encourage us to live in peace and share our wealth. Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels’ political philosophy and thinking had a tremendous influence on politics and society. But even Marxism, Socialism and Communism have failed to live up to their tenets. We now accept inequality as a part of life. Covid-19 has brought to the forefront the problems of inequality between the developed and the developing countries. This has indeed deepened the existing inequalities hitting the poorest the hardest.

Despite the huge numbers of new cases of Covid every day in Europe and so many deaths, people get about their business, with no masks, no distancing and some even no vaccination. This nasty lurgy has been with us for over two years and people are tired of the lockdowns, restrictions, and the never-ending government dictates. There is a feeling in the air “we want to be free”. But freedom comes at a price. A new variant, Omicron, has emerged from South Africa. There is mounting scientific worry about the characteristics of this variant. A failure to share the vaccines seem ‘cold and callous’. No one is safe until we are all safe.

Cricket, the game played by gentlemen, is in turmoil in the country where it all began. Yorkshire Cricket Board is accused of racism. It is alleged the governing body, the England and Wales Cricket Board, has not done enough to stamp out this evil. They got bowled over by a wrong’un from Azeem Rafiq. Now the country seems to have woken up and the government has stepped in to sort out this unholy mess. Religious, ethnic and gender inequality and intolerance are unacceptable although they exist in every country. Although much has improved with the passage of years not enough is done to stamp it out completely. The ethnic trouble that broke out into an all-out war in Sri Lanka was a tragedy to many thousands of innocent people. This remains a stain on the history of our country. Fairness, equality and tolerance should be taught young, in schools. The government must be impartial and provide proper leadership and guidance. The religious leaders should encourage the public to be more tolerant and to show fairness and humanity to prevent another catastrophe and suffering.

Being a septuagenarian, It is so wonderful to look through the mist of a lifetime of joy and grief and the full spectrum of emotions. What props up often are those happy days of my youth. Then I had nothing of value to call my own. My future was beyond the horizon and out of view. The 1950s and sixties now seem like a distant fantasyland. There is now a never-ending desire to make that journey to the past and there is no better vehicle than music. The music of my teenage years and early twenties has greater and more lasting impact than songs in later life due to the psychological phenomenon called the reminiscence bump. Friday nights remain my music nights when I listen to the music of my childhood. To my mind that was the golden age of cinema and radio in Ceylon. In 1955 we were hit by the typhoon of Rock and Roll music. Bill Haley redefined music and created the magic and we all felt its energy. Then came Elvis Presley the King of Rock and Roll. He mesmerised us all with his songs and his cult. Despite the puritanical warnings we emulated our icon’s distinctive pompadour hairstyle, Cuban collar shirts and pleated trousers.

Post- independence the Sinhala songs and cinema came of age. The stories and songs from the Sinhala films had a dark and dramatic edge to it. There were songs about our country, culture and the natural beauty. We sang those songs at school and at home. The best-loved singers of that bygone years were Sunil Santha, Chitra and Somapala, Rukmani Devi, Mohideen Beig, C.T Fernando and several more. Probably none of them are alive today. Many of those old Sinhala favourites have been given a new lease of life. With clever musical arrangements and sound, those songs retain the magic and the romance of the days gone. When there is a generous flow of the amber nectar, music has the amazing ability to transfer emotions through time. They bring back memories of events and people from long ago and that of my beloved country. As I age tears come far more easily now. I Just hold fast to those memories and what memories they are.

In the Northern hemisphere, as the days move towards Christmas, the mellow light of the evening sky soon merges with the darkness of the night. Christmas has morphed into a global festival. It is the season of goodwill, a time for giving and for meeting with family. Selecting presents is indeed part of the fun. In the whirlwind of consumerism, the prestigious shops on London’s Oxford Street have beautiful displays enticing passes by. My needs now are few. I get books as presents. My Christmas shopping is to give some happiness to others. This is also the time we think of the dawn of a new year and what that may bring.

We are all aware of the lively imagery and the immense power of poetry. I have been so taken up with a poem by Piers Plowright which speaks volumes, more than the 15 lines, it shows on paper. He taught English in Khartoum in Sudan in the 1960’s and handed this poignant poem to a friend when he was flying back home to England. I leave it to your imagination to interpolate its deeper echoes to different situations we will face in the future.

ON GOING

At the corner, I turned

And looked back

There was nothing unfamiliar

Only streets and trees

Which I believed would vanish

When I had gone.

The people no longer moved

They belonged to a frieze

Remembered even as I looked at them

For a particular moment

Which was done

But such going

Needs no tears

It is merely a way of showing

That life is being, not going.



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‘Lord Edgware Dies’

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It has been some time since I read an Agatha Christie, the plot of which I cannot remember. So, I was delighted to find on the shelves of a friend Lord Edgware Dies, which I had a vague memory of, but no certainty about who had done it.

When I read it, I found that my memory of who was probably the killer was correct, but I could not be certain and the red herrings Christie threw in were so diverting that until almost the very end I wondered if I had been wrong.

The plot is very simple. Jane Wilkinson, who is married to Lord Edgware, tells him that she is desperate for a divorce since she is in love with a very proper Anglo-Catholic peer, Lord Melton, but Edgware refuses to divorce her. She asks Poirot to talk to him, which he does, and is surprised to find that Edgware has told Jane he is prepared to give her a divorce. This was, after he had categorically refused, through a letter, which Jane said she had not received.

That night Edgware is murdered, after Jane had been to see him, or so the butler said, and also Edgware’s secretary. But Jane had been that evening at a grand dinner many miles away, where a dozen fellow guests could swear to her presence.

There was a solution however to the mystery of two Jane Wilkinsons, namely a skilful impersonator called Carlotta Adams who, in the opening chapter had impersonated Jane Wilkinson, who had also been at the performance. But when Poirot goes to see her, he finds that she had been found dead on the morning after Edgware had been killed, of an overdose. And in her bag was a gold case, with a strange inscription, that contained the drug, along with a pair of pince-nez.

Her maid said she had written a letter to her sister in America and posted it the previous night. Poirot asks Inspector Japp to get the letter, and a transcript is received from America, and in it the name of Edgware’s nephew Ronald Marsh is mentioned; he had taken Carlotta to dinner after her performance, with which the book opens, and had then set her a challenge. Japp arrests Marsh, but Poirot is not happy and asks for the original of the letter, which the sister sends him. That shows that a page is missing, and the tear is obvious, though that raises the question as to why it had not simply been cut.

Matters are further complicated by the fact that Marsh had gone in a taxi to the Edgware house, along with Edgware’s daughter Geraldine, in the interval of an opera which had previously seemed to provide them with cast iron alibis. Geraldine had gone in to fetch her pearls so that Marsh could raise money he needed, and thus had an opportunity to kill Edgware, as did Marsh, for the driver said he had got out of the taxi while waiting and gone into the house.

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Marsh explained why he had gone to the house on the night of the murder as having followed Bryan Martin, an American actor, who had been in love with Jane, whom he saw go into the house with a key. But there was no one visible when he entered, and Geraldine almost immediately came down and they left together. And Martin too has become an object of suspicion to Poirot, for he had been to see him before the murders were discovered with a story of being followed by a man with a gold tooth – a story Poirot immediately realized was false when he was asked how old the man was, and was told he was young, for young people did not have gold teeth.

A heap of French money Edgware had got for a trip to Paris was missing, but since Marsh had no need for it after his cousin’s offer of help, Poirot deduces that it must have been taken by the butler, who has disappeared. Christie has stressed that he is astonishingly handsome, unusual in a butler, and Poirot notes a resemblance to Martin, so he thinks the mysterious man going into the house must have been him.

Incidentally, later Poirot assumes that Edgware’s change of mind was because he was involved in some scandal, and I believe Christie intends us to see the cause of this in his handsome butler, though this is not specified.

Meanwhile, Poirot has asked Japp to find out the provenance of the case found in Carlotta’s handbag, and it turns out to have been made in Paris, specially commissioned, and collected by a woman with pince-nez.

But then another murder occurs—that of another guest at the grand dinner, which provided Jane with her alibi. The victim is an actor who had been bemused when Jane, at a lunch, thought the Judgment of Paris referred to the city. He told Hastings he wanted to see Poirot, but was killed before he could get to the appointment. Poirot had rushed there when told about his request, but it was too late.

Meanwhile, Poirot has tried out the pince-nez on Edgware’s secretary, but she could not see through these. It was only a chance remark heard outside the theatre that led him to try them out on Wilkinson’s maid Ellis, a spare pair that had been appropriated for the night of the murders.

Poirot then lays things out, having summoned Martin and told him that he probably suppressed Edgware’s letter, as he had been dropped by then and he did not want Jane to marry another. But after teasing Martin, Poirot says that Jane was in fact the murderer, and she got Carlotta to impersonate her at the dinner while she went to the house and killed her husband. After meeting Carlotta later and checking with her through a call that she had not been rumbled, Jane had gone ahead with the murder – she put veronal into her drink and the case with veronal into the handbag. She forgot to take out the pince-nez she had used earlier to imitate an American. Carlotta had registered as the American in a hotel and Jane had gone to see her, and there they exchanged identities. After seen the letter, she made use of it by tearing off the page that referred to her, and the S of She, so that the person who had challenged Carlotta to impersonate her seemed to be a man.

There is a coda in which Jane, condemned to death, writes to Hastings, still full of pride at her ingenuity hoping she will be remembered.

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Desilt reservoirs, learn from our ancient irrigation systems

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Polgolla

by Prof. O. A. Ileperuma

Silting of reservoirs is a major problem today affecting our hydropower production and irrigation systems. The main Mahaweli reservoirs are silted to a considerable extent reducing the water holding capacity of them. Due to poor soil management practices, floodwaters deposit large amounts of silt in these reservoirs. When the Polgolla reservoir was fully drained about two years back, one could see mountains of silt in the lower reaches of the reservoir. A rough estimate is that 50% of the total capacity of these reservoirs has been lost to siltation. This is a serious issue which affects not only power and agriculture but also flood control.

Our ancient irrigation systems ensured that desilting of reservoirs took place under royal decree where all users of the reservoirs were ordered to carry out desilting of reservoirs during the dry season. The clay thus collected was used in making bricks for the construction of great stupas which dot the landscape of our ancient kingdoms. This ensured that the reservoirs had their full capacity filled with water for the next cultivating season. Our ancient kings were clever enough not to construct reservoirs by blocking main rivers such as the Mahaweli. A classic example is the Minipe left canal where they tapped only the surface water of Mahaweli. Even the bigger tanks such as Nuwara Wewa and Parakrama Samudraya were fed with minor rivulets. There were also other ingenious features in the cascade irrigation systems built by the ancient kings, such as mud sluice canals and forest reservations between the reservoirs in the cascade system. These reservations helped trap silt and remove excess nutrients, which could otherwise contribute to increasing salinity as water flowed from one reservoir to another.

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A classic engineering marvel is the former Yoda Ela, which carries water from Kalawewa to Nuwara Wewa and Tissa Wewa. It is 87 km long although the straight distance between these points is only about 40 km. The gradient of this canal is about 10 cm per km or 6 inches per mile. Yodha Ela functions as a moving reservoir and feeds about 4,600 hectares of paddy lands. It is a winding canal with about 120 smaller reservoirs on its way. It was constructed during the reign of King Dhatusena around 459 AD and later expanded by King Parakramabahu by connecting more reservoirs to the network. Unfortunately, during the Mahaweli project our modern-day engineers constructed a concrete canal replacing the winding path of this Yoda Ela also called Jaya Ganga. This effectively removed the ability of the old Yoda Ela to remove silt and nutrients. The bank of this Ela has wet zone trees such as jak and areca nut growing well. They take up the nutrients from the flowing stream making the water suitable for irrigation later.

Ancient Mesopotamian civilisations depended on dams constructed along the two main rivers, Euphrates and Tigris. After continuous irrigation of their fields over several thousand years, salinity of the irrigated lands increased making them unsuitable for agriculture. People died due to famine and this clearly illustrates the danger of blocking main rivers for agriculture. There is scientific evidence that the salinity of paddy soils in the Mahaweli C area is increasing.

We saw the devastation caused by Cyclone Ditwah. The sluice gates of the Kotmale Reservoir were opened, and Kandy and Peradeniya were flooded. If the reservoir had had greater storage capacity, couldn’t the opening of the gates have been delayed? This may not be an argument that modern-day engineers would readily accept, and I am not an irrigation expert. These ideas may well be naïve. But most of us tend to think of reservoirs mainly in terms of hydropower generation and irrigation, while their role in flood control receives much less attention. The question therefore deserves serious consideration. Could restoring lost reservoir capacity through desilting help improve our ability to manage extreme rainfall and reduce flood risks?

Desilting our reservoirs should be considered a national priority.

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Losing out to Ethiopia

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From Trailblazer to Tailender

Export diversification – Missing the wood for the trees – Part III

by Gomi Senadhira

In Sri Lanka, the word “Ethiopia” is often used as disparaging slang to describe individuals or areas experiencing extreme poverty, starvation, or severe economic hardship. This linguistic habit originated in the 1980s with the Western media coverage of the devastating Ethiopian famine of 1983-85. That media coverage shocked the world but also left an outdated and offensive global stereotype that the country is permanently starving. Much has changed since then. By now, with an annual growth rate of around 9%, it is the fastest-growing economy in sub-Saharan Africa. Ethiopia has also emerged as a highly competitive exporter and is challenging not only its competitors in the region but also countries like Sri Lanka. This article is on how Sri Lanka has lost ground to Ethiopia (and a few other countries) in the GCC markets for agricultural and floricultural products.

Sri Lanka – A Pioneer in the Agriculture and Floricultural Market in the GCC

As discussed in Part II of this article, by the mid-1980s Sri Lanka had established a strong foothold in the GCC’s fruit, vegetable, and floricultural market. Geographical proximity and well-established shipping and air links gave Sri Lanka a strong comparative advantage over Southeast Asian and African nations. Thailand, Vietnam, and Kenya were not even in the market. At that time, Ethiopia was experiencing (as BBC news reports described) “a biblical famine”.

The market was not very large, but it was lucrative and growing. Trade Minister Lalith Athulathmudali as well as the Chairman of the Export Development Board, Victor Santiapillai, who visited Kuwait (and the GCC countries), recognised the market potential for these products and encouraged us to continue with our work. The minister was particularly keen to further develop links between the market for these products, exporters, and his Export Production Villages (EPVs). So, it was becoming a successful case not only for export diversification but also for transferring gains from exports directly to rural households.

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As a result, even by the beginning of this century Sri Lanka had a larger market share than most of its competitors from Asia or Africa. But since then, our competitiveness has weakened significantly. The tables below provide a comparative snapshot of Sri Lanka’s performance vis-à-vis Thailand, Vietnam, Kenya and Ethiopia in the GCC market for vegetables, fruits and floricultural products. As illustrated therein, in 2001 Sri Lanka was ahead of Thailand, Kenya and Ethiopia in this small but rapidly growing market. Since then, we have fallen behind Thailand, Kenya and many other countries in that lucrative market. If this trend continues, Sri Lanka will fall behind Ethiopia within the next few years. (See Table 1)

In the GCC market for vegetables (covered in HS chapter 07), Sri Lanka was ahead of most other competitors in 2001. As illustrated in Table 1 , Sri Lanka had failed to develop this market, while Thailand, Kenya, and even Ethiopia had very efficiently increased their market shares. The GCC is a market to which Sri Lanka can supply some vegetables, like cabbages, by sea. It appears Sri Lanka had also failed to exploit this mode of supply.

We can see a similar trend in the market for fruits. Vietnam, Kenya, and Thailand have emerged as major players, while exports from Sri Lanka have staggered on slowly. In this segment, Vietnam has emerged as a leading player during the last twenty years and the GCC imports from Viet Nam have shot up from US$44 thousand in 2001 to US$346 million by 2024. In part one of these articles, I discussed the remarkable increase of jackfruit exports from Vietnam “…just $3 million in 2015 to an impressive $236.8 million in 2023” while most of our jackfruit production rots under the trees. This explains how countries develop their markets, geographically and product-wise. (See Table 2)

Sri Lanka’s performance has been weakest in the market for floricultural products (HS Chapter 06), which groups live trees, cut flowers, and ornamental foliage. When we first entered the market in the 1980s, the market was dominated by the Netherlands, and Kenya and Ethiopia were not even in the market. At that time, we identified the Gulf states as a market where Sri Lanka could have a dominant presence due to geographical proximity. Even in 2001, Sri Lanka was ahead of Kenya, Ethiopia, and Thailand. But by now, Kenya has emerged as the dominant supplier. Ethiopia is also expanding its market share and is the third-largest exporter. (See Table 3)

Missing the Wood for the Trees

In the mid-1980s, Sri Lanka first established its foothold in the GCC market. Since then, Thailand, Vietnam, Kenya, and even Ethiopia have moved well ahead of us and have become leading players. Why did we lag behind in our export diversification efforts in general and, more particularly, in the GCC market?

The reasons are very clear. After the initial attempts in the 1980s and early 1990s, Sri Lanka has not been proactively involved in identifying, developing, and promoting new products and markets, or protecting and further developing new markets already established. The focus has simply been on traditional exports: tea, coconut, cinnamon, and garments, while other products were almost ignored. In essence, we have been and continue to focus intensely on a narrow group of products and markets, and we have lost sight of the bigger picture.

(The writer can be reached at senadhiragomi@gmail.com)

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