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Eating not for pure entertainment

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By B. Nimal Veerasingham

It was probably during my Grade 5 or 6 in school that I came across the factors that ultimately would become the guiding principles of our overall long-term wellbeing. It was a time of playfulness and plenty of time over the green grass as long as the sun is out there. The dash to the playground as soon as the final period ended was as natural as the waves reaching the shores. Part of that growing-up season also involves consuming any amount of food without second thought much less guilt.

Classroom and aroma

Our classroom was on the first floor, parallel to the tail end of the ‘Central Road’, which was not wide enough for two cars to pass freely without difficult and risky manoeuvering. A row of houses on the other side of the road is clearly visible from the classroom, mostly dominated by their roofs. But once or twice during the week closer to noon something magically wafts through the opened windows of the classroom like an uninvited guest. The winds swirling upstream unopposed from the lagoon not far away carried the aromatic compounds directly into our nostrils. It was the aroma of tantalising mutton or chicken curry replete with fine spices, curry leaf, coconut milk and roasted chili/curry powder. Nobody disputes the science behind the nose and the frontal brain, the route to the body’s central command. Odours take a direct hit to the limbic system related to emotion and memory, a kind of greater anticipation in this case before anything gets to our mouth. But in our case the expectation simply begins and dies while we are still in class, only being a minor inconvenience to our concentration on the books.

There was this aroma and then there was a set of back-benchers who were simply practicing the rules of idling, both mentally and physically as part of their curriculum. Our literature teacher called them ‘loafers on easy chairs’. If aroma could lead one to the dining table, idling loafers did not want to see the food there, said our teacher with a chuckle.

As I grew older and realised the fundamentals of our anatomy, the picture painted as what is pain-free and largely lethargic easy-chair lifestyle the retirement years supposed to bear on, became increasingly illusional. After all, humans have a rolling evolutionary history where the upkeep of our physical body at optimal levels depends largely on nutrition, mindfulness, and physical activity irrespective of age. There are no such things as intervals or grace periods.

Squad member

A few years ago, I met a friend at the parking lot of a local mall, who was part of the original ‘curry smelling squad’, almost after five decades of that famous escapade. It was around 5 o’clock on a lazy Saturday, and the sun was making that orange and crimson melodrama all over the lower sky. The show of the heavenly artist was clearly visible from the parking lot due to its low-lying position bounded by elevated exits from the nearby highway. I am not sure whether the evening of our lives would be as bright as the short-lived evening skies, but certainly down the exit ramp tired of being on the strenuous highway for so long.

He looked aged and bloated despite what appeared to be a more than spotless pitch-black hairdo. People age and the age of the people get blurred up or down depending on their ancestry and maintenance. But as customary we tend to paint a positive picture despite what is on the wall. I enthusiastically greeted and paid a rosy compliment inquiring the secrets of his younger appearance expecting his views on a healthy lifestyle. What I did not expect from him was the forceful preaching of the health gospel; all of it, from Mathew to Revelations, sedentary lifestyle to stretched waistlines. Though I was not closer to the word of healthy living, it was a pleasant surprise to hear the call from a person who would literally struggle to even do one lift on the school monkey bar. The physical training teacher had to retire him after his very first attempt so that others would get a chance on the bars. Here he is, converted and reincarnated. It was more like a command, a lonely voice from the desert(ed) parking lot.

That night as usual, I slept well, but the lingering conversation at the parking lot kept coming at me like the piece of Pizza from the fridge asking to join for a walk in Garfield’s dreams. Healthy living especially when you are approaching your 50s or 60s is not a choice, but far from it, a firm verdict of life sentence with hard labour. Heart diseases and diabetes are not mere advisory notes; they may signal ‘Waterloo’ for our Napoleonic wellbeing. For many entering and learning the ropes of meaningful parenting while scaling the career ladders and balancing domestic balance sheets, healthy living takes a back seat, like the short span of the barking dog behind a vehicle.

 The changing work-life cycle     

Reduced physical activity at work due to mechanisation, improved motorised transport, a whole heap of labor-saving domestic gadgetries and preference for couch TV as opposed to outdoors have resulted in positive energy balance to most of us. This is much more evident and faster over 20th Century and as a result the emergence of an expanding middle class among economies.

Humans evolved to be active animals and may not be able to adapt well to the modern sedentary lifestyle. Evolutionary biologists point out that from a genetic standpoint, humans living today are stone age hunter gatherers displaced through time to a world that differs from that for which our genetic constitution was selected.

 Risks for South Asians

The task becomes even more tedious if you are a South Asian arriving from a largely non-migratory agrarian society where rice and related byproducts convulse into our prime energy sustainers. The bleached wheat flour introduced by our colonial masters of the past as the quick fix for our energy needs did not do any justification. Instead, mixed with other obvious sugary products of palm, coconut and sugarcane, it made a deadly carbo-sugary cocktail that fills three quarters of our living cells. Studies have revealed that South Asians face a high risk of developing high blood pressure, high triglycerides, abnormal cholesterol, and type 2 diabetes at lower body weights than other groups. ‘Every South Asian has a very common experience unfortunately, and it is that we all have someone in our first-degree circle that has either died suddenly or had premature cardiovascular disease,’ said Dr. Abha Khandelwel, a cardiologist at the Stanford South Asian Translational Heart Initiative.

More consumption

The sheer popularity of YouTube is more prevalent in none other than in the record number of ‘cooking shows’ available in every taste, shape, source and size. Some presenters cook for a family while some for the whole village. The bottom line here is that cooking is not completed without eating and raising a high five. According to YouTube creator’s academy the topic ‘Food’ comes on the popular top five in the medium. As the nutritionist Marion Nestle remarked 10 years ago in her book ‘What to eat’, “it is human nature to eat when presented with food, and to eat more when presented with more food.” Humans ate food when only food was available throughout the evolutionary cycles, but now our fridges and supermarkets are fully stocked and available 24/7, we are feasting without the necessity to have any additional energy. Electrical and electronic gadgets have reduced our work time and the need for more energy, yet we have no qualm in consuming 3 slices of pizza of roughly 1000 calories which is all needed energy for half a day.

 Throughout history, we have consumed one meal a day including the ancient Romans who ate one meal around midday, says food historian Seren Charrington-Hollins. “Over the centuries, we have become conditioned to three meals a day because food is available in abundance despite our sedate lifestyles.”

 Some of the striking findings that came out of the University of California (SF) Masala project study was related to body compositions. South Asians have a greater tendency to store fat in places where it shouldn’t be, like the liver, abdomen and muscles. Fat that accumulates in these areas, known as visceral or ectopic fat, causes greater metabolic damage than fat that is stored just underneath the skin, known as subcutaneous fat.

Robust and Retirement

In hunter-gatherer vocabulary, there is no such thing as retirement and though we may rightfully deserve one now, our anatomies haven’t evolved quickly to accommodate that aspect in our bodies. In other words, putting legs up when you have done your time, paid your dues and put long hours is literally a bad thing for your overall well being. Evolutionary biologists have tended to argue that since only recent human generations have been able to think of relaxing in their twilight years, evolution hasn’t had a lot of time to adjust. Its only about 100 years since industrialization and technological breakthroughs have made our lives so labor free as opposed to the evolutionary tracking that was in place for thousands of years with labor to the end.

In many countries of the West, the average retirement age for full governmental benefits is 65 although attempts and studies are underway to move it further to 67. This is in relation to various factors, notably the expanding longevity, governmental funding obligations, and replacement of human resources in relation to retirements and economic expansion. Although there are positive and negative arguments no one will deny that medical advancements have brought in many benefits, identifying deficiencies or potential concerns ahead of them becoming problematic or fatal. In the West, annual medical and dental check-ups are encouraged and followed resulting in a more preventive medicine with less cost than therapeutic.

Smelling curry and mother earth

During the early days of the pandemic that disrupted all our lives when stores and supermarkets were running low on stocks, a colleague with an Asian background called me one day to inquire whether I had stocked enough. I asked her what. ‘Of course,’ she said with a laugh, ‘rice and toilet paper’. Really?

For a moment I thought about it to realise that whether the humans are just looking for ways to exist or simply survive? Shouldn’t Mother Earth be proud of allowing us to stand on its surface till we exit. It’s like what our literature teacher said, ‘If aroma could lead one to the dining table, idling loafers don’t want to see the food there’. We can only take control of the things we can change, albeit the faulty genetics and delayed evolutionary traits.



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Combining local resources,traditional knowledge and science to build a food-secure Sri Lanka

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World Food Day 2026: Innovating today for a better food future

by Dr. Kaushalya Wijayasekara

What will be on the Sri Lankan dinner table ten years from now? Will our children be able to get nutritious food at a price their families can afford? Will farmers be able to grow enough despite changing weather and rising costs? And how much of the food we produce will actually reach the consumer, instead of being lost or wasted along the way?

These questions can’t wait. A farmer faces unpredictable weather. A family faces rising food costs. Fruit goes unsold after a good harvest. Some children do not get enough nutrition. The future of food is tied to the future of Sri Lanka itself.

World Food Day 2026 is a chance to look beyond the immediate problems and ask whether we can build a food system that feeds our people well, gives farmers better opportunities, protects the environment and makes better use of what we already have. The answer can be yes, but we will have to think differently.

We are not starting from zero. Sri Lanka has diverse crops, fisheries, traditional food knowledge, indigenous varieties, research institutions, universities and a young generation able to create new solutions. What we need is to bring these together and act. Producing more will not secure our food future on its own. It will depend on how intelligently we produce, process, preserve, distribute and consume food.

Making more of what we already have

Innovation does not always mean inventing something new. Often it means finding better uses for the resources we have.

Sri Lanka grows traditional rice varieties, kurakkan, green gram, cowpea, jackfruit, breadfruit, cassava, sweet potato, coconut and palmyrah. All of them have great potential for modern, nutritious, value-added foods. Jackfruit and breadfruit can be made into flour and other convenient products. Traditional rice varieties can go into new foods that suit changing consumer needs. Palmyrah, with its strong cultural heritage, can create new income through better processing, packaging, quality assurance and market development.

The aim is to connect our traditional food knowledge with modern consumer needs and technology, while keeping our food heritage.

Stop wasting the food we produce

Reducing food loss and waste should be a major priority. Seasonal fruits such as mango, banana, papaya and pineapple can be lost in large quantities when production exceeds demand or when storage, transport and processing facilities are inadequate. With suitable technology, these fruits can become dried products, pulps, powders, beverages and other shelf-stable foods.

Agricultural and fisheries by-products are resources too. They could be turned into food ingredients, animal feed, bio-based products and other useful materials, which would move us toward a more circular food economy.

Technology alone is not enough. We need stronger local processing facilities, cold storage, efficient transport, collection centres and market information systems, especially close to where food is produced. Cutting food loss raises the value of what our farmers and fishers already produce.

Nutrition and food safety come first

Food security means more than having enough food. People also need food that is safe and nutritious.

Sri Lanka can develop affordable, nutritious foods from local pulses, grains, vegetables, fruits and fish. Children and other vulnerable groups should get particular attention. Schoolchildren in particular deserve a focus: safe, nutritious, locally sourced products for school feeding programs would support child nutrition, local farmers and domestic food industries at the same time.

Food safety must stay at the centre of food innovation. Good hygiene, quality control, laboratory testing, traceability and appropriate food safety systems are what make new products safe as well as attractive and nutritious.

A food system that can cope with climate change

Climate change is already affecting agricultural production, water availability, crop yields and food prices. We need food systems that can handle changing conditions. That means climate-resilient crops, efficient water use, soil and water conservation, better storage and resource-efficient food processing.

Traditional knowledge matters here. Generations of Sri Lankan farmers have developed practices suited to local climates and ecosystems. Combining that experience with modern science can give us solutions that fit local conditions and are sustainable. Technology alone will not build the future of food. Science, experience and local knowledge together can.

Give young people a bigger role

Sri Lanka’s universities have an important part to play in shaping our food future. Young people should be encouraged to identify real problems in the food system and work on practical solutions in areas such as food waste, sustainable packaging, nutrition, food safety, modernising traditional foods and digital technologies.

A good research project should not always end as a research paper. Where appropriate, research should be supported to move on to products, technologies, enterprises and community solutions. That needs stronger partnerships between universities and industry, along with mentoring, research funding, business support and market connections. If young researchers and entrepreneurs can turn their ideas into viable food innovations, both consumers and producers will benefit.

A pathway designed for Sri Lanka

We do not need to copy food-system models from other countries. We can build a pathway that suits our own resources, culture and needs. It would bring together local resources, traditional knowledge, scientific research, appropriate technology and entrepreneurship, with farmers, fishers, universities, research institutions, food industries, entrepreneurs and policymakers working side by side.

The goal goes beyond selling raw materials. We need to create more value, reduce waste, improve nutrition, generate jobs and strengthen rural livelihoods. This matters especially for small and medium-scale food enterprises, which can drive local economic development when they get the right technical, financial and market support.

The choices we make today

The food future will not create itself. It will be shaped by what we grow, what we research, what we process, what we consume and what we choose not to waste.

So, the question for World Food Day 2026 is this: what can we do today so that every Sri Lankan has safe, nutritious, affordable and sustainable food tomorrow?

The answers are already around us, in our farms, fisheries, food businesses, universities, laboratories and communities. We have the resources, the traditional knowledge, the scientific expertise and talented young people. What we need now is to connect them and act.

A better food future begins with the choices we make today.

Dr. Kaushalya Wijayasekara

Senior Lecturer, Department of Biosystems Technology, Faculty of Technology, University of Ruhuna

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20th Anniversary of Digampathana blast – the day Sri Lanka Navy cried

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Aftermath of the terror attack

By Admiral Ravindra C Wijegunaratne
WV, RWP and Bar, RSP, VSV, USP, NI (M) (Pakistan), ndc, psn, Bsc
(Hons) (War Studies) (Karachi) MPhil (Madras)
Former Navy Commander and Former Chief of Defence Staff
Former Chairman, Trincomalee Petroleum Terminals Ltd
Former Managing Director Ceylon Petroleum Corporation
Former High Commissioner to Pakistan

The Digampathana suicide truck attack on 16th October 2006 remains the deadliest single strike in Sri Lanka Navy history, leaving scars that time cannot erase.

It was a seemingly ordinary Monday morning on 16 October 2006, but the calm of that day would soon be shattered in a way none of us could have imagined. As the Commandant of the Naval and Maritime Academy and Flag Officer Commanding Naval Fleet at Trincomalee, I was aware that a number of my cadets were travelling that morning, part of a convoy of fifteen buses carrying naval personnel from Trincomalee, Colombo, and other bases, heading toward Dambulla to rendezvous with another group. The convoy also included trucks and escort vehicles, a routine movement planned and coordinated with the army to ensure the roads were clear. The morning started quietly. Some personnel greeted friends, handed over their weapons, or strolled to a nearby tea shop. It all seemed so ordinary—too ordinary for what would come next.

Sri Lanka Navy sunk LTTE Ships carrying arms, ammunition and warlike materials thousand miles away from Sri Lanka in Indian Ocean in September and October 2007.

By late morning, both convoys had reached the small ground at Digampathana, near the Sigiriya junction, and personnel mingled briefly, unaware that a carefully orchestrated act of terror was waiting. Then, suddenly, an empty half-truck veered directly into the convoy. It exploded with a ferocity I can still recall as if it were yesterday. Nuts, bolts, and high explosives tore through the air. Pandemonium erupted instantly. I later learned that 107 of our naval personnel were killed on the spot and another 153 critically injured. The scene was indescribable—bodies scattered, vehicles mangled, personal effects strewn across the ground. I remember later hearing that the head of the suicide bomber was recovered more than 100 meters away from the blast, a grim testament to the sheer force of the explosion.

I was in my office at the Naval and Maritime Academy when my mobile phone rang. A young midshipman from the 21st intake called, his voice trembling: “Sir, there was a huge explosion at the convoy point! Many are dead … my batch mate Wijesundara is among them.” I immediately jumped into my jeep with my escort Chief Petty Officer and driver and rushed to Digampathana, relying on every ounce of my driving skill to reach the scene. The journey, which usually took little more than an hour, felt endless that day, each passing mile weighed down by dread.

When I arrived, I was confronted with a sight that no training can prepare you for. The injured were being rushed to Dambulla Hospital, where doctors and nurses worked tirelessly, improvising in ways that saved lives despite the overwhelming chaos. I went back to the site after visiting the hospital. The remains of our naval personnel were scattered across the ground, and someone had begun collecting weapons and protective gear. I immediately contacted Surgeon Rear Admiral Nico Jayasekara and received his instructions: collect all body parts in separate bags and transport them to the Trincomalee Naval Hospital mortuary. This gruesome work had to be done with care and dignity, and it filled the icebox in my vehicle. Through DNA testing initiated by Rear Admiral Nico, we were able to identify every naval personnel lost that day, bringing some closure to grieving families.

The Navy Commander at the time, Vice Admiral Wasantha Karannagoda, was devastated. I had worked closely with him and knew how deeply he cared for his men. He ensured that the fallen were honoured with full ceremonial naval funerals at Welisara Naval Base, attended by families and comrades. Sixty-seven funerals were conducted in a single day—a number that still haunts me.

The Digampathana attack remains the largest single loss of naval life in our history. It was a day of sorrow, but also a day that reinforced our resolve. The tragedy galvanized the Navy to target the LTTE Sea Tiger wing with renewed determination and reshaped our maritime operations forever. Every time I think of that day, I remember not just the lives lost, but the courage, professionalism, and dedication of those who survived, those who treated the injured, and those who ensured the fallen were honored properly. May the souls of our naval hero’s rest in peace, their sacrifice guiding us and inspiring generations of naval personnel to come.

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‘Murder at Whitby Abbey’

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Tales of Mystery and Suspense – 24

I was intrigued by the title of a book I found in a book drop at the condominium of a friend, Murder at Whitby Abbey, and I brought it home with me though I will not be able to return it in the near future. It was described on the cover page as ‘a standout in the crowded medieval mystery field’, though I fear I do not know of other books in this field, apart from the Cadfael series, which I have dealt with earlier.

The book, by Cassandra Clark, is set during the reign of Richard II and has as a backdrop his precarious position, which led to his being replaced, and murdered, by his cousin Henry, who reigned as Henry IV. It is a gloomy book, the action taking place in the twelve days of Christmas leading up to the Epiphany. And the gloom is pervasive, even though this is supposed to be a time of festivity, with mummers performing, and many of those in the guest house where the heroine stays going to town to enjoy themselves, with much drinking and much music, which also fills the guesthouse.

The heroine Hildegarde is a nun, sent to try to acquire a relic being sold by Whitby Abbey, though this was also a penance set by the Abbot of the monastery that governed her abbess because she had had sex with a man. Soon after she and her companions reach the Abbey set high on a cliff, she finds that there are other bidders, and soon suspects that the hierarchy, not perhaps the Abbot who seems a weakling, but his rapacious bursar, is determined to make money, and not above creating false relics to sell to several aspirants.

After Hildegarde and her Cistercian companions – Whitby is a Benedictine Foundation – two monks, Gregory and Egbert, and a young priest Mark, reach the abbey, they find that Aelwyn, a monk they had met on their way to the guesthouse had died. This was in the apple store, and they realize, when they find the surplices of novices stuffed into the air vents, that he had been left to suffocate in the overwhelming scent of apples.

Clark

The Cistercians are asked to look into the death, perhaps because they are likely to get no cooperation from the Abbey folk, but perhaps because those in charge are keen to know what happened. And the infirmarer, an old monk, suggests Hildegarde talk to a man called Edred who worked for the bursar, and had been a friend of Aelwyn’s. But Edred too is killed, before he can keep an appointment he had made with Hildegarde, drowned in a pool near the farmhouse of the Abbey.

Meanwhile tensions arise between the fisherfolk and the abbey for the bursar wants to charge them for using the beach that technically belongs to the abbey to dry their fish and their nets. This leads to physical battles, when the guards used by the abbey, under the command it seems of the bursar whose determination to make money is not resisted by the abbot and the prior, try to storm the area where the fishermen live.

Hildegard finds out more about what had happened through two youngsters, one of whom Torold is the son of Aelwyn by a woman who worked as a prostitute for a cartel, and with whom Mark fell in love. The other works on the farm and had seen Edred meet someone near the pool, after which that someone left the place by himself. And the boy had also found in the pool a sort of dagger with the seal of the abbey.

He and his dog, and Torold who follows her, rescue Hildegarde from a man at arms who has waylaid her and tries to rape her earlier. Escaping into the abbey she was nearly been raped then by the bursar, but she managed to escape, in the process setting fire to him and the muniments room, which led, when he was rescued, to the discovery of a box with the money he said had been stolen, blame being cast on both Aelwyn and Edred.

Matters come to a head when the fisherfolk try to storm the abbey, being resisted by the men at arms stationed on the towers. But then Hildegarde realizes that behind the murders was the bursar’s clerk, whom she pursued to the cathedral. There is great drama then as she escapes from him when he tries to kill her, and then from the man at arms who had tried to both rape and kill her, but they both fall from the scaffolding she had climbed, the latter coming from a tower where he had been stationed.

Both of them think they run the rapacity of the abbey, the latter claiming to work for the nobles opposed to Richard, who is presented throughout the book as devoted to his subjects, not to power or money. But though the villains die, the bursar continues, having got over the hysteria the fire had caused and his acknowledgment then of guilt – and though the abbot and the prior seem less vicious, whether they will be able to assert themselves is questionable.

Before the climax, when the others in the guesthouse were leaving, Hildegarde found that two of them were in possession of the relic, for which they seem to have paid well. Hildegarde herself had made a derisory offer, but before she leaves the abbot gives her the relic, perhaps in gratitude for what she and her fellow Cistercians had discovered, the abbey having made as much money as it needed and more from the gullible other buyers.

Mark’s inamorata is saved from the stews because she moves in with Edred’s widow whom the bursar had thrown out of the rooms he occupied when her husband was found dead. Hildegarde had paid for lodgings, in a house run by the man who ran the brothels, but he had a kindly side and was going to finance them to make nets for the fishermen.

So, the Cistercians set off for their home as swiftly as they can to get there on the day of the Epiphany, having stopped en route to pray for King Richard whose birthday it was.

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