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I escaped the Easter Sunday explosion at St. Anthony’s because a baker forgot my bun order

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A chruch attacked by a bomber

To begin with let me say that I am writing this purely to express my faith in St. Anthony and shrine dedicated to him and horror and disgust of what happened on Easter Sunday 2019 and no other reason. I also wish to share some personal experiences arising from my devotion to St. Anthony. What I say here is purely an exercise of professing the faith I have placed in this holy place of worship, a great sanctuary for people of all faiths and a place of interfaith worship in Sri Lanka and the wider world.

For some folks it is a refuge in times of distress, agony, ailments, and other testing times, but for the most faithful, it is a place for regular ritual of prayers. Come rain or sunshine they will go to this place of worship. Some may ask what prompted me to write this after almost seven years of the event. Maybe it was an urge from my inner self to proclaim what this place means to many globally and in Sri Lanka.

My personal background

I was born a Hindu. My late father was a three-bar captain, had three stripes of holy ash, Veepoothy on his forehead, and performed a ritual called Theedshai. He was an on-and-off vegetarian, mostly on temple festival days. Fridays were always a mandatory vegetarian day for all of us. He was a hereditary trustee of our Hindu Temple in Suthumalai, Manipay, and I am still one of the trustees.

I was educated in the Methodist Church-run Jaffna Central College, from kindergarten onward. At our school then before classes began all students had to be at the chapel for morning prayers and hymns regardless of religion up to grade five. I continued my studies in this college until I sat for my first University Entrance examination.

I left Jaffna Central in 1968 and joined Aquinas University College, Borella, in 1969 to prepare for my second shy for entrance to the Medical College. A batchmate one day took me to this place of worship at Kochikade called St. Anthony’s Church. I marvelled at the sight of people of all faiths crowding the church, pouring out their worries and seeking St. Anthony’s intercession to get over their problems. I also heard stories of success of such intercession.

Devotion to St. Anthony’s Church

After some time, I started to visit this church especially on Tuesdays as this is St. Anthony’s day. This practice continues to this day; whatever the weather conditions, I never miss praying at a St. Anthony’s church, in whatever part of the world I am, on a Tuesday.

St. Anthony’s Church, Kochikade was founded by a Franciscan priest, Anthony Kochchiyar, a Goan. Goa was under Portugese rule until 1961. The church was built as a mud chapel at this location, rebuilt in 1828, consecrated in 1834, and enlarged in 1938. The church houses a revered statue of St. Anthony of Padua. It is said to hold a small piece of St. Anthony’s incorrupt tongue in a special reliquary. This shrine is a well-known landmark in Sri Lanka and known as the “Church of Miracles,” and of the poor. The shrine serves greatly as a shrine of interfaith practices for all: Catholics, Hindus, Buddhists, Christians, and Muslims. This is the great significance of this Holy Shrine.

A personal experience on Easter Sunday 2019

Let me share my significant experience on this day. I arrived in Sri Lanka in January 2019 from Toronto to stay for five months since I had some property matters to attend to. I was alone as my wife could not join me because our daughter’s university final examinations were due soon. On the evening of the 20th, I walked into a bakery at Wattala, where I had rented an apartment, and requested the owner to reserve 100 buns for Easter Sunday morning paying a deposit of 500 rupees. I planned to distribute them to the poor outside this church before attending Easter Sunday service.

In the morning, I went to the bakery to collect the buns and get to church by 8:15am. The baker said, “I’m sorry, Sir, I forgot to keep the buns for you.” I was upset, angry, and disappointed that I could not be at the church to distributed these buns and pray on that day. So I resolved to be there next Tuesday, the 23rd, and give the buns to the poor on that day before service and went straight away to my property at Jaela.

While cleaning up my land there around 9:45am, one of my good friends, T.T. Tennakoon, called and wanted to know where I was. When I told him, he was relieved and said, “Brother, I thought you would be at St. Anthony’s church,” and urged me to go back to my apartment at Wattala immediately and call him. I took an Uber cab and, while going home, the driver described what happened at the two churches and other places. I was shocked and stunned to hear what he was saying.

I called my wife in Toronto and informed her of the terrible news; she was upset and thanked God that I was safe but mourned for those less fortunate. Grief and sadness at this carnage on the holiest day in a church was global. I cried several times, thanking God that my life was spared but was devastated by what happened to the poor faithful.

My wife called me the next day, Monday the 22nd, and requested that I should not visit St. Anthony’s Church on Tuesday 23rd. I assured her I would not. But on the 23rd morning, I woke up at 5am, had a shower, and proceeded to Kochikade, wearing my usual shorts and hat, carrying my Canadian passport and leaving all Sri Lankan documents behind. Security officials questioned me before allowing me to reach a security barrier about 100 yards from the main entrance to the church. I stood there for more than an hour, prayed, and cried for the lives lost and the damage done to the beloved holy shrine I had been visiting for over 50 years. I was distraught and devastated after seeing the damage. But every Tuesday, I went to this church and prayed from the roadside perimeter until I returned to Toronto in June.

Faith and miracles

My attachment to this church dates to 1969 and has reinforced my belief in this miraculous church ever since, even though I was not born a Christian. I would like to share three other incidents that strengthened my faith in this Holy Sanctum. In 2003, while coming home from work around midnight in Houston, someone appeared from nowhere, pointed a gun at my head, and demanded all my money. I said, “St. Anthony,” and fortunately, he did not harm me, took my money and let me go. Again, in 2010, I faced a similar situation in Houston, said “Anthonyiar,” and my life was saved. In 2016, I tripped and fell on the carpet of my house in Houston at 11pm. I was alone; my family was in Toronto. The owners of the property were on vacation in Europe, the gates operated electronically with a remote with the keys with the remote hanging on the wall. I was on the floor with a broken leg, unable to get up or call emergency services, my family, or friends.

I passed out twice and peed twice on the carpet, crying and calling St. Anthony’s name and praying. After four hours, some strenght built up in me enabling me to drag myself to the sofa, reach the keys, and call 911, my family, and a friend. I still cannot believe how I managed it or what helped me. I would say this was made possible through St. Anthony’s intercession.

The same day, I was operated on at Memorial Herman Hospital, Houston, and had a metal rod inserted from hip to knee on my right leg. On the third day, my wife and son flew to Houston and brought me home to Toronto. I had to stop working as my family wished. Looking back, I still cannot understand how I survived without the great blessing of St. Anthony.

These incidents have always strengthened my devotion, belief, sanctity, and the miraculous ways of this deity. As we welcome another Holy Easter Sunday this month, on April 5, I thought it is the most appropriate moment and time to say a few words about this miraculous church. I am not writing this to convince anyone to visit this place of worship, but just to describe my unshakable and unfathomable belief and the attachment many others have to this miraculous place of worship, irrespective of the religion they were born into. Every year when I visit Sri Lanka, my first stop from the airport is at this Church for few minutes, and when I depart I stop for two minutes before heading to the airport.

Reflections and final thoughts

I still cannot comprehend why this place of worship, along with two other churches, was chosen for this heinous act in our lifetime. These are sad and unpardonable acts against churchgoers. My only prayer: St. Anthony, please have mercy on these people who carried out these attacks since they were misguided, but praying for others to face the normal Rule of Law, applied on those behind such monstrous crimes.

I want to dedicate this write-up to all those who lost their lives at the holy churches and at other places (hotels) for reasons we still don’t know of. May God Bless all the departed souls.

(The writer is a former flight operations officer for Air Ceylon email kanesiva6@gmail.com)

by K.N.Sivagnanasunderam (Blue)



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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.

Agatha Christie

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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