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Money Lender
Short story
by Ruki Attygalle
“But it’s not the usual sort of coffee morning” my friend protested at my refusal to accept an invitation she was trying to force on me to a coffee morning organized by one her very up-market socialite friends. “It is actually a sale of hand printed batiks with coffee and cakes thrown in. That is all! The artists will be there as well.”
My ears pricked up at the mention of the word ‘batik’, as I was, at the time, going through a ‘batik phase’, and was intensely interested in anything to do with this particular craft. In the early 1960s, batik had not yet reached its zenith of popularity and was practiced only by a few artists.
“But I don’t really know these fashionable friends of yours!,” I protested, “and I will probably feel like a fish out of water.”
My protest however was feeble and fast becoming rhetoric, as had already decided that seeing the batiks and being able to meet the artists, was worth putting up with the boredom of making small talk with a bevy of fashionably dressed women, with their expensive hair-dos.
“You don’t need to know everyone there. I don’t. Anyway, I’ll there too so you won’t be alone,” consoled Shirani.
Having persuaded me to go with her, Shirani appeared to have another hurdle to overcome. From the way she kept humming and hawing on the phone I guessed what her problem was. As a tactful person she was trying to find the most sensitive way to ask me to be suitably dressed for the occasion.
“Okay! ” I said wanting to put her out of her misery. “A matching sari blouse, ah?”
Shirani laughed with relief. “Yes! Definitely! Not a black one please unless it matches the sari. You know, I can never understand you. It is not as if you don’t have the matching blouses! You simply can’t find them! That really is not good enough!”
Shirani had a point. I did have a tendency to wear black with almost any sari on the basis that black did not clash with other colours. Black was the easiest to pick out from the tangled mass of sari blouses of varying colours squashed into my drawer.
That morning I took trouble over my appearance. I carefully picked out a sari and found the matching blouse. And not just that; while rummaging for the jacket, I came across a matching handbag too! A fashionable and slender clutch. “Well,” I thought, “Shirani will be impressed!”
Powdered, lipsticked and perfumed, I was now almost ready to be picked up. Shirani would be here in a few minutes. I took my purse out from my usual handbag, referred to by my friends as my malla, a crudely woven rush bag for carrying groceries, and tried to push my purse into my slim and elegant clutch. It wouldn’t fit.
“Well,” I thought, “I don’t really need cash, do I? If I wanted to buy any batiks, I could pay by cheque. And the cheque book would comfortably fit in.”
I was startled when the telephone rang. “I am awfully sorry,” Shirani panted. “Lucyhamy has dropped a pan of boiling water on her foot and burnt herself. I’m rushing her to hospital. I can’t pick you up. You will have to go on ahead. I’ll meet you there.” She cut off before I could respond. Fortunately, I had the presence of mind to ring back immediately to find out the address of the place where the party was being held.
As I didn’t have a car at my disposal, I had to ring for a taxi. I didn’t feel too comfortable going to a party and entering the place by myself, where even the hostess’ face was only a vague impression in my mind, gathered from the fashion page of a newspaper. However, I got into the taxi and sat down carefully arranging the pleats of my sari on to one side to avoid getting them crushed. Preoccupied with planning my strategy as to how best to introduce myself to the hostess and other unknown quantities, I sat waiting for the taxi to start moving.
“We had better get moving,” I said politely, leaning forward. “I’m already late.”
“Where to?” The driver demanded grumpily.
I fumbled in my handbag for the address I had scribbled down in a hurry. I couldn’t find it. It must still be on the telephone table.
“Wait a minute, please,” I said to the taxi driver “I’ll be back in a minute.”
I rushed into the house. The paper with the scrawled address was not on the telephone table. I looked on the floor and searched around the room but couldn’t find it. What on earth could have happened to it? I went to my bedroom and looked on the bed, the dressing table, the window ledge; but no sign of it.
The taxi driver started demonstrating his impatience by tooting his horn. I was getting more and more flustered and as a last resort I pulled open my `malla’ and there it was. Through force If habit I had pushed it into my old handbag.
Feeling rather foolish and apologizing, I got back in the taxi. I could guess from the driver’s stiff posture and sullen profile that he was not amused.
“No. 136, Flower Road, please,” I said more humbly than I had intended. Humility was not really required. After all, I was paying for this ride and would be giving him a tip too! If he was ,impatient that was his problem.
There was some muttering under his breath about people getting into taxis without knowing where they wanted to go. But I simply ignored him.
As he started, he revved up the engine so much that the taxi leaped forward like a horse. He turned into the main road like a maniac.
“Look,” I said sternly, “not so fast. Please slow down.” “I thought you were in a hurry,” he groused.
“Yes,” I said, ignoring his audacity, “But not in that much of hurry.”
He was rather intimidating, but I was determined to be in control.
As we drove at a reasonable speed along Galle Road towards Colpetty I suddenly realized to my absolute horror that I did not have any cash with me to pay the driver. I couldn’t possibly go to the party, introduce myself, and then borrow money to pay the taxi!
Come on. I said to myself. There must be a way out. Think! I commanded myself Think! For heaven’s sake!
I thought. An idea dawned. I would ask the driver to stop at the Colpetty junction where there were a few shops, alleging the need to buy something urgently. I could then run into Marikar Brothers Ltd a shop that had had my family’s custom for generations and always obliged with cashing cheques and I would be back in the taxi with cash in hand within a couple of minutes! Problem solved!
No, it wasn’t. Not by a long shot The driver flatly refused to stop at the junction saying he could not park there. He suggested that he dropped me off at the junction and after I finished my shopping, I could take another taxi to my final destination. Now we were nearing the junction and I had to come out with the bitter truth that I did not have the fare irrespective of where he was going to drop me. I wa searching for the accurate words to indicate my predicament when he pulled up by the curb.
“Four fifty,” he said, prideful turning back his head. (Incredible, but that was the fare from Bambalapitiya to Colpetty in the early sixties).
“The thing is,” I said quite overcome with embarrassment, have not brought my purse. So, I haven’t got the money to pay you. So, you will have to wait a few minutes till I go into t shop here,” I said pointing to Marikar Brothers, “and cash cheque.” I just didn’t have the courage to look him in the face but I could well imagine his expression.
As I opened the door and stepped out, a tirade of foul language flowed from his mouth. I was shocked, for usually taxi drivers are polite and very obliging. This one was a bad-tempered scoundrel all right! But perhaps I had pushed him too far as well! He ranted and raved about grandly dressed women getting into taxis not knowing where they wanted to go and not having money to pay their fare etc.
Just as I closed the car door and stepped on to the payment, a beggar came up to me stretching out his hand and pleaded for money. Sometimes when I am under stress my mind becomes clear, practical and resourceful. With the taxi driver’s voice drumming in my ears, I turned to the beggar and asked him to please lend me some money, and that I would return it with interest. He looked at me uncomprehending.
“Please,” I said, “Have you got four rupees and fifty cents to lend me ?”
There was an abrupt silence from the driver. I looked askance and noticed he was gaping with his mouth half-open, unbelieving. Perhaps seeing me begging from a beggar was not something he would normally have envisaged. Anyhow, I thought, that was his problem and not mine, and carried on my transaction with the beggar. By this time, the beggar had got over his initial amazement and come to grips with the situation. So, when I repeated my question a second time, he responded with what appeared to be, elation.
“Yes, yes, Lady, I can give four rupees and fifty cents.”
However, when I peered into his tin of coins, I realized he did not have the required amount.
“You don’t have enough, do you?” I said feeling sorry for both the beggar and for myself.
“Yes, of course I do,” he said, excitedly undoing a pouch he had made by rolling part of the upper edge of his sarong and tucking it in at his waist. My request perhaps its strangeness had caught him off guard and momentarily he had forgotten his plea of poverty. He unrolled from his pouch a thick wad of currency notes. It was now my turn to be surprised. I am sure there must have been over a thousand rupees in that wad of notes! And a thousand rupees at that time, certainly, was something to write home about!
His thin bony hands shook with excitement as his knotty fingers carefully extracted a five-rupee note from this wad; and handed it direct to the taxi driver. The driver looked even more flabbergasted. He obviously had not yet got over the shock.
The impatient tooting of horns by other cars on the road followed by a loud shout “What the hell are you doing, Yakko, blocking the road like this?” brought the driver to his senses. He quickly grabbed the note and handed the change to the beggar. I felt awfully guilty and, thoroughly embarrassed at the commotion I was causing. I am sure the taxi driver sighed with relief to be rid of me as he veered the vehicle away from the curb on to the road. I too reciprocated by wishing I would never see him again the rude and grumpy, so and so!
Having got rid of my tormentor, I turned to the beggar to explain to him that I needed to go into the shop in order to repay him. I was quite taken aback by his gait and the expression on his face. I had seen this particular beggar many times as he always hung around the Colpetty market where I normally did my shopping. He always looked miserable and had a guarded and cunning expression in his eyes. He usually grovelled, ready to demonstrate his humility by bending in two and three. But now he stood straight, his head held high. I could have sworn that he had grown taller! His face beamed; his eyes glowed with happiness. He looked at me with what appeared to be yes, affection!
I returned the money, together with a sizable ‘reward’ for ‘having come to my aid at a time when I desperately needed help. He took it with a smile; and with dignity; and a simple “Thank you” no grovelling, no bowing and scraping. He did not even look to see how much I had given him. He was not interested in its monetary value.
What I had given him was much more, very much more than what money could buy. To him, the entire transaction between us was like an exchange of gifts between two friends. Momentarily, he had been the benefactor and I the beggar. And I? I was so glad. Grateful too.
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Ranking public services with AI — A roadmap to reviving institutions like SriLankan Airlines
Efficacy measures an organisation’s capacity to achieve its mission and intended outcomes under planned or optimal conditions. It differs from efficiency, which focuses on achieving objectives with minimal resources, and effectiveness, which evaluates results in real-world conditions. Today, modern AI tools, using publicly available data, enable objective assessment of the efficacy of Sri Lanka’s government institutions.
Among key public bodies, the Supreme Court of Sri Lanka emerges as the most efficacious, outperforming the Department of Inland Revenue, Sri Lanka Customs, the Election Commission, and Parliament. In the financial and regulatory sector, the Central Bank of Sri Lanka (CBSL) ranks highest, ahead of the Securities and Exchange Commission, the Public Utilities Commission, the Telecommunications Regulatory Commission, the Insurance Regulatory Commission, and the Sri Lanka Standards Institution.
Among state-owned enterprises, the Sri Lanka Ports Authority (SLPA) leads in efficacy, followed by Bank of Ceylon and People’s Bank. Other institutions assessed included the State Pharmaceuticals Corporation, the National Water Supply and Drainage Board, the Ceylon Electricity Board, the Ceylon Petroleum Corporation, and the Sri Lanka Transport Board. At the lower end of the spectrum were Lanka Sathosa and Sri Lankan Airlines, highlighting a critical challenge for the national economy.
Sri Lankan Airlines, consistently ranked at the bottom, has long been a financial drain. Despite successive governments’ reform attempts, sustainable solutions remain elusive.
Globally, the most profitable airlines operate as highly integrated, technology-enabled ecosystems rather than as fragmented departments. Operations, finance, fleet management, route planning, engineering, marketing, and customer service are closely coordinated, sharing real-time data to maximise efficiency, safety, and profitability.
The challenge for Sri Lankan Airlines is structural. Its operations are fragmented, overly hierarchical, and poorly aligned. Simply replacing the CEO or senior leadership will not address these deep-seated weaknesses. What the airline needs is a cohesive, integrated organisational ecosystem that leverages technology for cross-functional planning and real-time decision-making.
The government must urgently consider restructuring Sri Lankan Airlines to encourage:
=Joint planning across operational divisions
=Data-driven, evidence-based decision-making
=Continuous cross-functional consultation
=Collaborative strategic decisions on route rationalisation, fleet renewal, partnerships, and cost management, rather than exclusive top-down mandates
Sustainable reform requires systemic change. Without modernised organisational structures, stronger accountability, and aligned incentives across divisions, financial recovery will remain out of reach. An integrated, performance-oriented model offers the most realistic path to operational efficiency and long-term viability.
Reforming loss-making institutions like Sri Lankan Airlines is not merely a matter of leadership change — it is a structural overhaul essential to ensuring these entities contribute productively to the national economy rather than remain perpetual burdens.
By Chula Goonasekera – Citizen Analyst
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Why Pi Day?
International Day of Mathematics falls tomorrow
The approximate value of Pi (π) is 3.14 in mathematics. Therefore, the day 14 March is celebrated as the Pi Day. In 2019, UNESCO proclaimed 14 March as the International Day of Mathematics.
Ancient Babylonians and Egyptians figured out that the circumference of a circle is slightly more than three times its diameter. But they could not come up with an exact value for this ratio although they knew that it is a constant. This constant was later named as π which is a letter in the Greek alphabet.
It was the Greek mathematician Archimedes (250 BC) who was able to find an upper bound and a lower bound for this constant. He drew a circle of diameter one unit and drew hexagons inside and outside the circle such that the sides of each hexagon touch the sides of the circle. In mathematics the circle passing through all vertices of a polygon is called a ‘circumcircle’ and the largest circle that fits inside a polygon tangent to all its sides is called an ‘incircle’. The total length of the smaller hexagon then becomes the lower bound of π and the length of the hexagon outside the circle is the upper bound. He realised that by increasing the number of sides of the polygon can make the bounds get closer to the value of Pi and increased the number of sides to 12,24,48 and 60. He argued that by increasing the number of sides will ultimately result in obtaining the original circle, thereby laying the foundation for the theory of limits. He ended up with the lower bound as 22/7 and the upper bound 223/71. He could not continue his research as his hometown Syracuse was invaded by Romans and was killed by one of the soldiers. His last words were ‘do not disturb my circles’, perhaps a reference to his continuing efforts to find the value of π to a greater accuracy.
Archimedes can be considered as the father of geometry. His contributions revolutionised geometry and his methods anticipated integral calculus. He invented the pulley and the hydraulic screw for drawing water from a well. He also discovered the law of hydrostatics. He formulated the law of levers which states that a smaller weight placed farther from a pivot can balance a much heavier weight closer to it. He famously said “Give me a lever long enough and a place to stand and I will move the earth”.
Mathematicians have found many expressions for π as a sum of infinite series that converge to its value. One such famous series is the Leibniz Series found in 1674 by the German mathematician Gottfried Leibniz, which is given below.
π = 4 ( 1 – 1/3 + 1/5 – 1/7 + 1/9 – ………….)
The Indian mathematical genius Ramanujan came up with a magnificent formula in 1910. The short form of the formula is as follows.
π = 9801/(1103 √8)
For practical applications an approximation is sufficient. Even NASA uses only the approximation 3.141592653589793 for its interplanetary navigation calculations.
It is not just an interesting and curious number. It is used for calculations in navigation, encryption, space exploration, video game development and even in medicine. As π is fundamental to spherical geometry, it is at the heart of positioning systems in GPS navigations. It also contributes significantly to cybersecurity. As it is an irrational number it is an excellent foundation for generating randomness required in encryption and securing communications. In the medical field, it helps to calculate blood flow rates and pressure differentials. In diagnostic tools such as CT scans and MRI, pi is an important component in mathematical algorithms and signal processing techniques.
This elegant, never-ending number demonstrates how mathematics transforms into practical applications that shape our world. The possibilities of what it can do are infinite as the number itself. It has become a symbol of beauty and complexity in mathematics. “It matters little who first arrives at an idea, rather what is significant is how far that idea can go.” said Sophie Germain.
Mathematics fans are intrigued by this irrational number and attempt to calculate it as far as they can. In March 2022, Emma Haruka Iwao of Japan calculated it to 100 trillion decimal places in Google Cloud. It had taken 157 days. The Guinness World Record for reciting the number from memory is held by Rajveer Meena of India for 70000 decimal places over 10 hours.
Happy Pi Day!
The author is a senior examiner of the International Baccalaureate in the UK and an educational consultant at the Overseas School of Colombo.
by R N A de Silva
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Sheer rise of Realpolitik making the world see the brink
The recent humanly costly torpedoing of an Iranian naval vessel in Sri Lanka’s Exclusive Economic Zone by a US submarine has raised a number of issues of great importance to international political discourse and law that call for elucidation. It is best that enlightened commentary is brought to bear in such discussions because at present misleading and uninformed speculation on questions arising from the incident are being aired by particularly jingoistic politicians of Sri Lanka’s South which could prove deleterious.
As matters stand, there seems to be no credible evidence that the Indian state was aware of the impending torpedoing of the Iranian vessel but these acerbic-tongued politicians of Sri Lanka’s South would have the local public believe that the tragedy was triggered with India’s connivance. Likewise, India is accused of ‘embroiling’ Sri Lanka in the incident on account of seemingly having prior knowledge of it and not warning Sri Lanka about the impending disaster.
It is plain that a process is once again afoot to raise anti-India hysteria in Sri Lanka. An obligation is cast on the Sri Lankan government to ensure that incendiary speculation of the above kind is defeated and India-Sri Lanka relations are prevented from being in any way harmed. Proactive measures are needed by the Sri Lankan government and well meaning quarters to ensure that public discourse in such matters have a factual and rational basis. ‘Knowledge gaps’ could prove hazardous.
Meanwhile, there could be no doubt that Sri Lanka’s sovereignty was violated by the US because the sinking of the Iranian vessel took place in Sri Lanka’s Exclusive Economic Zone. While there is no international decrying of the incident, and this is to be regretted, Sri Lanka’s helplessness and small player status would enable the US to ‘get away with it’.
Could anything be done by the international community to hold the US to account over the act of lawlessness in question? None is the answer at present. This is because in the current ‘Global Disorder’ major powers could commit the gravest international irregularities with impunity. As the threadbare cliché declares, ‘Might is Right’….. or so it seems.
Unfortunately, the UN could only merely verbally denounce any violations of International Law by the world’s foremost powers. It cannot use countervailing force against violators of the law, for example, on account of the divided nature of the UN Security Council, whose permanent members have shown incapability of seeing eye-to-eye on grave matters relating to International Law and order over the decades.
The foregoing considerations could force the conclusion on uncritical sections that Political Realism or Realpolitik has won out in the end. A basic premise of the school of thought known as Political Realism is that power or force wielded by states and international actors determine the shape, direction and substance of international relations. This school stands in marked contrast to political idealists who essentially proclaim that moral norms and values determine the nature of local and international politics.
While, British political scientist Thomas Hobbes, for instance, was a proponent of Political Realism, political idealism has its roots in the teachings of Socrates, Plato and latterly Friedrich Hegel of Germany, to name just few such notables.
On the face of it, therefore, there is no getting way from the conclusion that coercive force is the deciding factor in international politics. If this were not so, US President Donald Trump in collaboration with Israeli Rightist Premier Benjamin Natanyahu could not have wielded the ‘big stick’, so to speak, on Iran, killed its Supreme Head of State, terrorized the Iranian public and gone ‘scot-free’. That is, currently, the US’ impunity seems to be limitless.
Moreover, the evidence is that the Western bloc is reuniting in the face of Iran’s threats to stymie the flow of oil from West Asia to the rest of the world. The recent G7 summit witnessed a coming together of the foremost powers of the global North to ensure that the West does not suffer grave negative consequences from any future blocking of western oil supplies.
Meanwhile, Israel is having a ‘free run’ of the Middle East, so to speak, picking out perceived adversarial powers, such as Lebanon, and militarily neutralizing them; once again with impunity. On the other hand, Iran has been bringing under assault, with no questions asked, Gulf states that are seen as allying with the US and Israel. West Asia is facing a compounded crisis and International Law seems to be helplessly silent.
Wittingly or unwittingly, matters at the heart of International Law and peace are being obfuscated by some pro-Trump administration commentators meanwhile. For example, retired US Navy Captain Brent Sadler has cited Article 51 of the UN Charter, which provides for the right to self or collective self-defence of UN member states in the face of armed attacks, as justifying the US sinking of the Iranian vessel (See page 2 of The Island of March 10, 2026). But the Article makes it clear that such measures could be resorted to by UN members only ‘ if an armed attack occurs’ against them and under no other circumstances. But no such thing happened in the incident in question and the US acted under a sheer threat perception.
Clearly, the US has violated the Article through its action and has once again demonstrated its tendency to arbitrarily use military might. The general drift of Sadler’s thinking is that in the face of pressing national priorities, obligations of a state under International Law could be side-stepped. This is a sure recipe for international anarchy because in such a policy environment states could pursue their national interests, irrespective of their merits, disregarding in the process their obligations towards the international community.
Moreover, Article 51 repeatedly reiterates the authority of the UN Security Council and the obligation of those states that act in self-defence to report to the Council and be guided by it. Sadler, therefore, could be said to have cited the Article very selectively, whereas, right along member states’ commitments to the UNSC are stressed.
However, it is beyond doubt that international anarchy has strengthened its grip over the world. While the US set destabilizing precedents after the crumbling of the Cold War that paved the way for the current anarchic situation, Russia further aggravated these degenerative trends through its invasion of Ukraine. Stepping back from anarchy has thus emerged as the prime challenge for the world community.
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