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My 60-year long movie Madness
PLACES, PEOPLE & PASSIONS (3Ps)
Dr. Chandana (Chandi) Jayawardena DPhil
President – Chandi J. Associates Inc. Consulting, Canada
chandij@sympatico.ca
My involvement with ‘Gamperaliya’ from age nine (acting in 1962, release in 1963, winning the first Sarasaviya Best Film Award in 1964 and winning international awards from 1965) was memorable and enhanced my interest in the world of cinema. I continued to be a very active movie goer from the mid-1960s for many decades, mainly of Sinhala, Hindi, and English movies.
From its first issue of April 10, 1963, I read every issue of a Sinhala newspaper dedicated to movies – ‘Sarasaviya’, for 10 years. I was also a fan of movie reviews by Jayavilal Wilegoda in the Dinamina newspaper. He was the foremost film critic in the sixties and seventies making contributions to Sinhala cinema as a forceful critic. His reviews were well written and were very interesting to read. He influenced a generation of moviegoers in Ceylon.
Watching “the first day first show” of good movies was a common goal of my gang of teenage buddies at Bambalapitiya Flats. My friends and I did not have much pocket money at times. Therefore, sometimes we pilfered some money our mothers gave us for grocery shopping.
We usually bought the cheapest gallery tickets for 50 cents after lining up for over an hour. After the interval, when the lights dimmed, we jumped to better seats at the back of the cinema. A couple of times we got caught by the cinema management who threw us out of the hall threatened us that they would inform the police if we ever returned! We ignored such warnings.
As there was no television in Sri Lanka until 1979, I sought my main entertainment via cinema, theatre, art galleries, radio, and neighbourhood sports. The two years I was in AL classes (Grades 11 and 12) at Ananda College, I saw many matinee movies, cutting classes to do so.
When my father R. D. K. Jayawardena, a perfect example of a Renaissance Man, was appointed to the Film Censor Board of Ceylon, I with y family, was fortunate to see hundreds of movies free of charge with balcony and good seats in the evenings. During those two years I went to the cinema a record 295 times.
After watching my favourite movie at that time, ‘To Sir with Love’ 16 times during its 49-day run at the Regal Cinema in Colombo, I decided that I would become a teacher one day. After that movie, I included Sidney Poitier to my list of favourite Hollywood actors. That list included Yul Brynner, Sean Connery, Clint Eastwood, Lee Marvin, Charles Bronson, Marlon Brando, Paul Newman, Steve McQueen, Anthony Quinn, Alec Guinness, Peter O’Tool, Omar Sharif, Richard Burton, Gregory Peck, Charlton Heston, Kirk Douglas, and John Wayne.
Seeing my list, my father asked me, “Chandana, how come you don’t have any actresses on your list?” After that I included Sophia Loren, Claudia Cardinale, Julie Christie, Elizabeth Taylor, Julie Andrews, and Audrey Hepburn in my ‘favourite’ list of two dozen Hollywood movie stars. When I saw ‘The Graduate’ I fell in love with the seductive Mrs. Robinson, and immediately included Anne Bancroft to make my list complete with 25!
‘Hora shows’ (movies without parental permission) My mother believed in feeding her three children every four hours during the day time. That meant I was expected at home for tiffin (the old British custom of afternoon tea merged with the South Asian custom of a light afternoon meal), sharp at 4:00 pm every day. The movies at the nearby Savoy and Majestic Cinemas commenced at 3:30 pm with trailers of forthcoming movies, commercials, and news.
The timing was a problem for me to manage the tiffin with my mother. Therefore, our ‘hora show’ routine started at 2:30 pm joining the gallery line up; 3:30 pm watching the trailers; 3:45 pm sprinting from the cinema to our home at Bambalapitiya Flats to have a very quick tiffin with my mother; sprinting back to the cinema in time for the start of the movie around 4:15 pm; then back at flats to joint my friends who were in the middle of outdoor games, around 6:30 pm.
My mother always assumed that I was with my buddies playing sports from 4:00 pm. Since she saw me around 4:00 pm, she never suspected me of having been to the cinema for a 3:30 pm show. However, I faced one problem. As many people smoked inside the cinemas at that time, the tee shirt I wore to the movie would usually smell of cigarettes when I returned home.
One day my mother, suspecting that I was smoking (which I was not), scolded me: “Chandana, at age 13, why do you smell like cigarettes? I will tell your father the moment he comes home from work!” and she showed me a cane kept in the house for my father to punish me when I became incorrigible! After that warning, I got over that hurdle after each ‘hora show’ by quickly washing the tee shirt I had worn to the cinema, having a quick shower, and changing my shirt.
Around 8:00 pm, I sat like a saint next to my father who sat at the head of the dinner table. Over dinner my father usually asked: “Chandana, how was your day? Did you behave yourself today?” “Yes, Thaththa. I did” was my standard reply, which was most of the time a white lie. My father had been annoyed in the past when he was summoned to come to my school frequently to listen to complaints about me from the middle school Principal. I was on my last warning at Ananda College a few times. I survived my 13 years there without getting expelled or failing any grade promotion examination, but not without a few painful and humiliating public canings.
Poster raids
My gang at the flats was also involved in other misbehaviour. At one time when we decided to collect movie posters to decorate our bedroom walls, we started going to cinemas during slow hours or early morning during our beach jogs, to remove posters from cinemas. One day around 5:30 am, while removing the posters of ‘For a few dollars more…’ from the Savoy Cinema, we got caught by the security guards, who locked us up in the basement until the manager came to work.
Luckily the Savoy Manager at the time was Mr. Gamage, who lived in flats. When he came to work, I told him, “Sorry Uncle Gamage. We promise not to do this type of thing again.” He was so angry with us and shouted at me: “Shut up! Don’t call me uncle! Wait until I call the police!” and kept us there for a few more hours. Finally, he released us after speaking with our fathers. That day I was seriously punished by my father, who used his belt.
Imtiaz Cader (later a fellow hotelier colleague and an organizational client of mine) whose father owned the Liberty Cinema dealt with me tactfully. “I say, Chandana. Why do you have to steal old posters from our cinema? Come and see me from time to time, and I will give you brand new movie posters.” After that deal. I proudly displayed new posters of ‘The Ten Commandments’ and ‘Nevada Smith’ etc. on the walls of my bedroom. My teenage neighbours who were also ardent fans of Charlton Heston, Yul Brynner and Steve McQueen were somewhat envious of me.
My younger cousins who were well-behaved, unlike me, as they were raised with lot of rules and discipline, loved visiting my bedroom. Just a few months ago, one of my younger cousins, Aruna Seneviratne told me, “Chandana Aiyya, one of the highlights in my young life was to visit your bedroom and look at all those movie posters, paintings, sculptures, and your collections, as we were not allowed to do any of that. You had freedom to do what you liked!”
Movie Nights during Hotel School years
When I joined Ceylon Hotel School (CHS) at age 17 in 1971, my movie going increased. The party mood at the CHS hostel continued throughout my three-year period there. When we had pocket money, we found any excuse to have a party and get drunk. In between these bigger parties, we used to get together in small groups of four to have an occasional drink.
All we needed for that was a contribution of Rs. 2.50 from four students to raise Rs. 10.00 (little more than US$ 2.00 at that time). This was enough for us to buy a bottle of arrack, a bottle of ginger ale, and a packet of Bristol cigarettes. After two hours all four of us were drunk.
When we could not afford to get drunk, we instead went to see movies at 9:30 pm and walked back to the hostel close to midnight. That entertainment cost each student only 50 cents (for the cheapest gallery seat right in front of the screen). Regularly, we upgraded ourselves to more comfortable seats at the back of the cinema during the interval without being noticed by the cinema employees.
I was a bad influence on my CHS batch mates. Usually, the other CHS hostelers who did not even have 50 cents to go to the movies had their entertainment by challenging those who are returning from cinemas for a midnight water fight. The attackers usually waited hiding behind trees in the hostel grounds with buckets of water and fully filled hose pipes. Often it was like a guerrilla ambush. On days we made too much noise after midnight, we made the poor CHS Warden, lose his sleep as well as his temper. If his wife and daughters too were awoken by our devilish screams, we got into deep trouble. When the angry warden came to the hostel to check, we pretended to be fast asleep, some in wet clothes.
A few more acting assignments
After ‘Gamperaliya’ I did two more acting jobs as a child actor. One was a commercial for the product ‘Robin Blue’ directed by Willie Blake, filmed over a weekend at St. Peter’s College in Colombo-4. In that commercial, I acted as the best dressed student of a class. My father acted as the class teacher and a group of St. Peter’s hostelers as extras. In 1968 I acted in another Sinhala movie ‘Abuddassa Kale,’ with the legendary actors Rukmani Devi, D. R. Nanayakkara, Eddie Jayamanne, and a few newcomers like Vijitha Mallika, and Malini Fonseka (her second movie). But after having acted in three movie projects and a play as a child actor in the 1960s, I gave up acting to focus on my career in hospitality from 1971.
In the 1980s, I managed to find a little free time to act in nine TV commercials directed by well-known directors such as D. B. Nihalsinghe, D. B. Suranimala and Shehan Wijeratne of Donald’s Studio. I also appeared on a couple of TV shows, a photo shoot, and a stage show. I then produced over a dozen; large stage music shows in Colombo. I also produced the first-ever ‘Fashion Model of the Year’ in 1988.
My first attempt in directing a music video (for Sohan Weerasinghe’s award winning song ‘Whispers in the Sand’) was nominated by Sunday Observer for the ‘Music Video of the Year’ Golden Clef Award in 1992. I did not win the award but the nomination was a big motivator. I then directed three more music videos for original songs (written/co-written by me). I finally came to the realization that one cannot be a Jack of all trades without being a master of none.
Passion is important, but one must also have the time and commitment. I gave up acting after appearing in the last video clip I directed: ‘Fitness Fever”, for the popular song I wrote in 1993, and performed by 20 top western musicians of Sri Lanka.
Connections with movie stars
Throughout my career as a hotelier, I was fortunate to get opportunities to interact with and host various movie stars and film makers. Most memorable meetings were: Gamini Fonseka who I met, chatted with, and hosted a few times. After meeting him for the first time during the shooting of ‘Gamperaliya’ in 1962, my next interaction with him was in 1973, when I worked as a trainee at Barberyn Reef Hotel. One day, I was working at the front office when a short but extremely handsome man arrived at the hotel.
As I greeted him, he said, “Good Morning, could you please inform Mr. Sudana Rodrigo that Gamini Fonseka is here to meet him.” I was pleasantly surprised and excited to meet my idol again. After lunch I had the opportunity to talk with him.
Although Gamini’s unprecedented popularity stemmed mainly from movies which followed popular Indian movie ‘formulae’, he enjoyed working on artistic movies with complex characters. That was confirmed in my mind when Gamini told me, “Don’t call me a star! I am an actor not a star. Stars fade away.”
I met Vijaya Kumaratunga and Malini Fonseka one day when I was the Executive Chef at Hotel Ceysands in 1978. An excited boatman called to me from the land side of the river asking, “Chef, is the restaurant now closed?” I told him, “Yes. It is well past 3:00 pm and the lunch service has ended.”
He then told me that the matinée idols of Sinhala cinema, at that time, Vijaya and Malini, are on their way to the hotel. “They both are very hungry. Chef, can you please make something for them?” “No problem, for Vijaya and Malini, I will re-open the restaurant and personally cook anything they would like to have!” I told him.
I took their lunch order, and we looked after them well. After lunch I had a quick chat with them. Malini then told me, “I will be at Ceysands again next month. Some scenes for my new film ‘Bamba Ketu Heti’ are planned to be shot at Ceysands.” I was excited as this movie was based on a popular novel by my favourite Sinhala author at that time, Karunasena Jayalath.
I met Dharmasiri Bandaranayake during the shooting of some scenes for ‘Bamba Ketu Heti’ at Hotel Ceysands, I befriended the main actor of the film. Dharmasiri was in his late twenties and had an amazingly creative mind. He was a humble man despite his outstanding artistic talents. Later that year, we met a few times, watched a couple of artistic European movies at the Majestic Cinema in Colombo and chatted a lot about his plans for directing movies and stage plays.
When Dharmasiri told me about his desire to get state funding for his movie directorial debut ‘Hansa Vilak’ I immediately took him home to introduce my father to Dharmasiri. My father was on the board of the Film Corporation which decided on state funding for movies particularly by new directors. Dharmasiri was successful in getting this funding. Three years later he invited our whole family to the inaugural showing of ‘Hansa Vilak’, at the Savoy Cinema in Colombo. It was a remarkable creation by a young director. I was proud to call Dharmasiri, my friend.
My meeting with Swarna Mallawarachchi was in the early 1990s my elder son Marlon and Swarna’s daughter Nare studied in the same school and class. That led to a friendship between our two families. In 1993 to open my first group art exhibition (with my father and Marlon), we invited Lester as the chief guest. A year later when I organized my first solo art exhibition, I chose Swarna to open the exhibition as the chief guest.
Lester James Peries was the chief guest of my first group art exhibition, ‘Three Generations’ (with my father R. D. K. Jayawardena and elder son Marlon Jayawardena) at Mount Lavinia Hotel in 1993. Swarna Mallawarachchi was the chief guest of my first solo art exhibition ‘Contrasts’, at Galle Face Hotel in 1994.
After that I hosted many other movie stars at hotels I managed in Sri Lanka, South America, and the Caribbean. They include Amitabh Bachchan, Harry Belafonte, Dionne Warwick, and Angela Bassett.
Sixty years after the release of ‘Gamperaliya’, my movie madness continues. This year during one of my trips to Sri Lanka I rushed to watch the 49th movie of my favourite Sinhala movie actress – Swarna Mallawarachchi performing opposite Jackson Anthony in ‘Dada Ima’.
Last week I gave mixed reviews in my rating system for movies I saw recentlylike ‘Killers of the Flower Moon’, the sixth part of ‘The Crown’, and ‘Sly’. None of these received five stars in my own star system, rating movies between one star and five stars, which I commenced over 60 years ago.
This week, after watching one of the most expensive movie productions of the year, ‘Napoleon,’ with my 20-year-old younger son Ché, he asked me, “Dad, how many stars?”. When I told him, “only three stars or 60%”, he agreed. Ché has already become a tough movie critic like his grandfather and father!I thank thousands of actors and movie makers for entertaining an ardent movie buff or ‘picture pissa’ over 60 long years.
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Closing the Book: Fair regulation of gambling – V
by Prof. C. A. Saliya
Over the past four weeks, this column has taken you to a casino floor on the Colombo waterfront, a card game under an awning, a trading app glowing in a teenager’s bedroom, and a racecourse where the numbers on the board are quietly rigged in the house’s favour before the horses even reach the starting gate. Four completely different worlds. Four completely different sets of laws governing them. And, underneath every single one, the exact same machine.
It’s worth stating that machine plainly, one final time, because it’s the thread that has run through this entire series: every form of gambling we’ve examined has a built-in mathematical edge that belongs to the operator, not the player. Every one of them puts real effort into making that edge feel invisible, by calling itself a sport, a tradition, an investment, or simply harmless fun. And every one of them has a shadow version, an informal or offshore tier, that exists specifically to serve the customers the legal, licensed version either can’t reach or won’t touch.
Once you see that pattern, you can’t really unsee it. A casino’s house edge, a bookmaker’s overround, a trading platform’s spread, and the quiet certainty that whoever’s running the neighbourhood’s illegal numbers game isn’t doing it as a charity, they’re all the same idea, wearing different clothes.
Sri Lanka’s moment of choice
Which brings us to the reason this series exists right now, rather than five years ago or five years from now: Sri Lanka is in the middle of the biggest overhaul of its gambling laws in more than a century. A new Bill, gazetted under President Anura Kumara Dissanayake, would scrap three separate, ageing pieces of legislation, the ordinances covering horse racing, general gambling, and casinos, the oldest dating back to 1889, and replace them with a single Gambling Regulatory Authority responsible for the entire industry, from a Colombo casino table to an online betting app.
That’s a genuinely significant moment, and it deserves to be judged fairly, against the three failures we’ve traced through this series rather than against vague hopes or fears. So, let’s do that, one at a time.
Does it close the gap between licensed gambling and everyone else’s gambling? Almost certainly not, and, as we argued in Part 2, it probably shouldn’t try. A modern regulator built to license casinos and tax betting operators has no realistic way of prosecuting a card game at a funeral house. That gap between “gambling the wealthy do” and “gambling everyone else does” is older than the Republic itself, and one new law was never going to close it. The more honest question for policymakers isn’t how to stamp out Buruwa, it’s whether the country should keep spending any enforcement energy at all pretending it might, when that energy could go toward the tier of the industry that actually causes measurable financial harm.
Does it bring trading apps and offshore forex platforms under the same protective umbrella as gambling? No, and this is the new law’s single biggest blind spot, exactly as we laid out in Part 3. A 19-year-old can lose their entire savings to a leveraged CFD trade with none of the protections that would apply if they’d lost the same money at a licensed casino table: no mandatory age verification built for gambling-style harm, no loss limits, no cooling-off period, no self-exclusion register. The new Gambling Regulatory Authority, as currently designed, has no jurisdiction over any of it, because these products are still classified as financial services rather than gambling, a distinction that matters enormously on paper and barely at all to the person who actually loses the money.
Does it strengthen the fight against unlicensed offshore operators? Here, genuine credit is due. The new law’s Digital Gambling License, requiring both local and offshore online operators to hold a Sri Lankan licence before taking bets from Sri Lankan customers, is a real and overdue step, arguably the single most useful thing in the entire Bill. Whether it can actually be enforced against operators sitting on servers in another country, outside Sri Lankan jurisdiction, is a separate and much harder question. But as a statement of intent, it’s the clearest sign yet that the government understands where the real money, and the real modern risk, has moved to.
What the rest of the world is trying
Sri Lanka isn’t figuring any of this out alone, and it’s worth glancing at how others are handling the same puzzle. Britain’s Gambling Commission is one of the world’s most established regulators, and it is currently under real political pressure over gambling advertising and whether operators do enough to check that customers can actually afford their losses, a reminder that even a mature, well-resourced regulator never really finishes the job. Curaçao, a small Caribbean territory, built its reputation on issuing gambling licences fast and cheap, which sounds appealing until you realise it’s also a cautionary tale about what happens when a “race to the bottom” on licensing standards leaves consumers with almost no real protection at all. And the United Arab Emirates offers the opposite lesson: a country that spent decades as one of the strictest gambling-ban states in the world, now in the process of building a licensed casino and betting industry from scratch, precisely because its leaders concluded that a controlled, visible industry was easier to manage, and tax, than an invisible one they could never fully suppress anyway.
Sri Lanka’s new law sits somewhere between those examples: more ambitious than Curaçao’s light-touch approach, less mature than Britain’s decades-old framework, and facing the same fundamental question the UAE has just decided for itself, is it better to chase an activity underground, or bring it into the light where it can at least be taxed, measured, and, where necessary, restrained?
What no law can fix
It’s worth being honest about the limits of regulation, too, because this series has tried throughout not to oversell what any single law can achieve. No Gambling Regulatory Authority, however well designed, is going to stop a family playing Buruwa at a funeral house, and it probably shouldn’t try to. Some forms of gambling are so deeply woven into ordinary social life that treating them as a policing problem wastes effort that would be far better spent where the actual harm is concentrated: online, on trading apps, at unlicensed operators reaching people through their phones at two in the morning, far from any awning or family gathering.
A closing word, not a closing bet
If there’s one thing worth taking away from five weeks of this column, it isn’t a tip for the next race, or a warning to delete your trading app, though there’s a case for both. It’s simply this: understanding how the house edge works, in a casino, at a card table, on a trading screen, or at the bookmaker’s window, doesn’t make you better at winning. Nothing does, reliably, over the long run; that’s what “house edge” means. What it does is make you a harder person to fool, which, in an industry built almost entirely on making its edge feel invisible, might be the only real advantage a player ever gets.
The most dangerous bet in this entire series was never really a bet at all. It was assuming that because a game wears a suit, or a silk shirt, or a family blessing, it doesn’t have a house. It always does. The only real choice any of us has is whether we walk in with our eyes open.
This concludes our five-part Out of the Box series on the business of gambling. If you or someone you know is struggling with gambling-related harm, please seek support from a qualified counsellor or helpline in your area.
(Prof. C. A. Saliya, is a charted accountant, academic, researcher and former banker. He is the author of SAMAJA GAVESHAKAYA and Springer Publication DOING SOCIAL RESEARCH. He can be contacted at saliya.ca@gmail.com. The views expressed in this article are his own and do not necessarily represent those of the organisations with which he is affiliated.)
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Why Sri Lanka needs an Inclusive Civic Nationalism – urgently
by Sasanka Perera
(The writer is on X as @sasmester)
The frenzied online actions of thousands of Sri Lankans responding to the Canadian actress, Maitreyi Ramakrishnan, calling herself an Eelam Tamil and opting not to identify herself with Sri Lanka has gone viral. Many of these were ‘Sinhalas’ from the country and the diaspora. An equal number of people spoke in support of the actress too, most being diasporic and local Tamils. Much of the latter was driven by a sense of online-Eelam nationalism. The liberal-woke types from Lanka claimed the Canadian actress as our own despite Ramakrishnan having made it very clear she does not want to be identified as such. The first two of these expressions are clear examples of ways in which nationalism should not manifest, usually as a divisive and exclusionary force. The liberal third expression is simply silly, irrelevant and sad. This said, I have never considered nationalism as useless or dangerous if it can be intelligently and inclusively fashioned to serve the nation. This is very different from my friends in the Sri Lankan Left, who have generally rejected all forms of nationalism.
However, one must be mindful that across the globe nationalism has long walked a dangerous tightrope. Too often, its supporters in different countries have defined the nation through an exclusionary lens, drawing narrow circles around who ‘truly’ belongs and pushing minority communities to the periphery. Two very dangerous ongoing manifestations are epitomised by the virulent US and Israeli nationalisms espoused by Donald Trump and Benjamin Netanyahu. Consequences of their toxic rhetoric have gone beyond their national borders to impact the entire world. In Sri Lanka, this global malaise has found a localised anchoring as exemplified by the online explosion of competing ethnic nationalisms referred to at the beginning of this essay.
For decades, dominant political narratives have cast nationalism mostly in majoritarian and ethno-cultural and religious terms, overtly or subtly privileging the Sinhala identity. In doing so, this version has mostly alienated Tamil, Muslim, Burgher, and other communities, transforming a concept that should have ideally unified the people of the nation into a wedge that drives them apart. These other communities also have on their own come up with similarly competitive, exclusionary and at times, virulent forms of ethnoreligious natalisms.
But this is not how Sri Lankan nationalism emerged, at least among the elites, in the early years prior to independence. It was far more inclusive and inclusionary than we can fathom today. Compounding the present exclusionary trend is a more cynical phenomenon. That is the weaponization of identity by woefully unethical political interests. In the hands of many political parties and at present, among the fractured and irrelevant political opposition, nationalism in Sri Lanka has been reduced to crude, emotional rhetoric. Or to put it more clearly, it has been turned into a tool of convenience hauled out during election cycles or in times of existential political crisis to secure votes and support through divisive and chauvinistic mobilization. This phenomenon is clearly visible among Sinhala, Tamil and Muslim-dominated political parties.
This brand of nationalism is both offensive and counterproductive, even though many nationalisms in the world today work precisely like this. Such a negative, virulent and exclusionary nationalism only offers hollow slogans while failing to address the fundamental socio-economic realities and existential crises reaching across international borders that ordinary citizens must face regardless of whether they speak Sinhala or Tamil. It thrives on stoking fear rather than building state capacity or national pride.
To break this cycle, Sri Lanka must self-consciously move toward an inclusive civic nationalism. In my mind, this reimagined identity must necessarily encompass all Sri Lankans across ethnic, linguistic, and religious boundaries. This is the kind of nationalism that did exist among the elites prior to independence and also reemerged decisively during the public protests of the aragalaya. But I am unsure of its continuity, although it is clear the present government has not offered any ammunition to build a divisive and exclusionary nationalism within the country as in the past. Such inclusive civic nationalism however, does not manifest in the government’s dealings with other nations where the more dominant streak is an unfathomable sense of servility.
Crucially, this new civic nationalism must operate purely on behalf of the sovereign state and its national interest, refusing to use ethnicity or religion as filters for patriotism. It should also be a driver for our national interest when dealing with other countries –– big or small. When a citizen contributes to the economy, pays taxes, or defends the rule of law, their right to the nation is absolute. True nationalism respects diversity not as a concession, but as the very bedrock of the nation’s strength.
An inclusive nationalism, however, is not merely a domestic moral imperative; it is a geopolitical necessity as well. In an era where small nations are increasingly caught in the crosshairs of great power competition, Sri Lanka cannot afford to be internally fractured.
We have seen ample evidence of how external pressures can sideline our interests — whether through lopsided economic leverage, geopolitical arm-twisting, or diplomatic overreach by regional and global powers like India and China. Particularly this international dimension of nationalism has not seriously been discussed in Sri Lanka and it is hardly an integral part in our negotiations with other nations.
There has been continuous diplomatic pressure and policy lobbying, driven by long-term Indian security and political interests, to construct a physical road and rail link along with power and energy connections between India and Sri Lanka. While Indian proponents and their many Sri Lankan cohorts pitch this purely through an economic lens of trade and tourism, many Sri Lankans view it with deep apprehension. But this apprehension is hardly articulated in any sensible way in any sensible forum including in national politics. It is almost a whisper, albeit a widespread one. Beyond environmental vulnerabilities in the fragile Palk Strait ecosystem, there is a legitimate fear that an open land corridor would strip away Sri Lanka’s natural island strategic defence as well as its identity itself. It risks opening up the country to asymmetric socio-political pressures more than it endures at present, potential demographic and migration imbalances, and tighter economic subjugation by its massive neighbor, effectively transforming Sri Lanka into an easily accessible periphery of the Indian mainland. Besides, a physical link is not an absolute necessity for connectivity.
The Chinese situation is no different. Over the past two decades, aggressive infrastructure financing by Chinese state-owned banks have led Sri Lanka into high-cost commercial debt, culminating in the 2022 economic collapse and the infamous 99-year lease of the Hambantota Port to a Chinese joint venture. This highlights how a weak, fragmented state can be reduced to the role of a pawn in a ‘debt-trap’ or broader Indo-Pacific great power rivalry. When national leaders prioritise short-term political survival or personal patronage networks and wealth accumulation over national interest, critical sovereign assets are compromised, turning parts of Sri Lankan territory into strategic flashpoints for foreign powers. This has already happened in Sri Lanka.
An inclusive Sri Lankan nationalism ensures that decisions on sovereignty and borders as well as the value of national economic assets are evaluated from the standpoint of all citizens and only in the national interest –– not forced through by a locally powerful government with a compliant international relations outlook susceptible to external lobbying. A unified nation can objectively weigh economic connectivity against strategic vulnerability without internal or regional factions weaponizing the issue for sectarian advantage.
In my mind, an inclusive, civic nationalism establishes a firm, non-negotiable doctrine: no foreign power, whether Eastern or Western, regional or global, is permitted to compromise Sri Lanka’s territorial integrity or economic sovereignty. It ensures the country’s national interest and long-term survival are carefully aligned to the economic independence of the nation, ensuring that future governments maintain transparency, resist predatory lending, and treat national assets as sacred public trusts rather than bargaining chips. This does not mean the closure of opportunities for overseas investments. Rather, it means those investments would be based on transparency, on equal grounds and with equal benefits based on similar rules and conditions as those operational in the very countries we deal with.
When a nation is internally divided along ethnic and religious lines or is submissive in the way it deals with the world, it is inherently weak, vulnerable to external manipulation, and ill-equipped to negotiate fiercely.
A unified, inclusive Sri Lanka, backed by a nationalism rooted in collective strength and an inclusive sense of national pride rather than narrow exclusion, can stand its ground. Only then can we speak with one voice to defend our sovereignty, protect our economic assets, and chart an independent course in the Indian Ocean and the world.
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Eastern University and the making of a culture of peace
by Jehan Perera
There is an important change in the way peace is being understood in Sri Lanka. The notion that peacebuilding is not simply the responsibility of governments, politicians and peace organisations, but is also a responsibility of educational institutions, appears to be permeating the consciousness of at least a section of the academic community. This was visible on International Peace Day at an event held at Eastern University by the Faculty of Health-Care Sciences. The event was unusual not least because the medical and nursing faculty of the university had decided that peacebuilding was relevant to its academic and professional responsibilities.
Peacebuilding has too often been treated as something undertaken after conflict, when the fighting has stopped and the immediate task is to rebuild relationships between communities. But peace cannot be sustained by governments and peace organisations alone. If it is to become long lasting, the values and practices of peace have to become part of the institutions through which a society educates its younger generations. Universities and other educational institutions are therefore important to peacebuilding. They are among the places where the foundations of a culture of peace can either be built or neglected.
The experience of the Faculty of Health-Care Sciences at Eastern University provides a practical example of what this can mean. Led by its Dean, Prof Thillainathan Sathaananthan, the faculty organised an event which went beyond the ordinary academic scope of a medical faculty. University academics are experts in writing project proposals and applying for research grants. On this occasion, the members of the Faculty of Health-Care Sciences used those skills to apply for a UNESCO grant that they won to conduct an International Peace Day event. The significance lies less in the Rs 200,000 grant than in the decision to use the university’s institutional capacity and resources to invest in peacebuilding. The event at Eastern University needs to be understood as more than a successful university programme. It represents a possible paradigm shift in peace thinking.
Institutional Commitment
The Peace Day event obtained the support of the university administration, including Vice Chancellor Prof P Peratheepan, and reached out to secondary schools in the vicinity to mobilise their attendance. The event itself was meticulously organised. There were cultural items including traditional and modern dance and song in the three languages, performed by combinations of solo, duet and multiple singers, dancers and actors drawn in part from nearby secondary schools. There was a panel discussion by senior academics on the general theme of peacebuilding and how to prepare for it. A discussion among the students followed, where each student spoke on behalf of a religion that was not theirs. This is significant because peacebuilding cannot remain an idea discussed by specialists at conferences. It has to become part of the way institutions educate and prepare people for life in a plural society.
The Faculty of Health-Care Sciences at Eastern University has provided a model through its Peace Medicine course modules that were introduced to the curricular as a compulsory core course over 10 years ago. Two senior academics, Dr Kuveriel Eliyas Karunakaran and Dr Thillainathan Sathaananthan, have written a book on “Peace Medicine- A Health Care Concern” that was published five years ago. Its Peace Medicine Module integrates principles of medical ethics, compassion, equity, social justice and community engagement into health education and practice. In his introduction, former Vice Chancellor of Eastern University, Prof T Jayasingam noted “This book is an introduction to a theme which had already been operating in the Faculty of Health Care Sciences as a course.”
Doctors, nurses and health workers know better than anyone the harm that war and violence does. They are the people who treat the wounds and trauma that violence leaves behind. In a hospital, a patient is not asked what their religion or ethnicity is before they are treated. Health care is one of the places where peace is practised every day. The Faculty has therefore found a way of connecting its professional responsibilities with the wider social responsibility of peacebuilding. The question is whether this experience can be replicated throughout the country, at universities and at other educational institutions, so that peacebuilding becomes part of the consciousness of education itself. If that happens on a sufficient scale, it can begin to generate a culture of peace that becomes increasingly difficult to reverse.
Local Action
The Eastern University event corresponded closely to the United Nations theme for this year’s International Day of Peace, “Invest in Peace – For Everyone, Everywhere, Every Day”, which honours the “everyday architects of peace”, people driving local action, laying the groundwork for stability and building lasting peace from the ground up. The emphasis on investment is important. An investment means that something is put in: time, courage and resources. There is no more violent conflict in Sri Lanka today. But the absence of war does not automatically produce a culture of peace. The factors that fed the country’s conflict have not disappeared from the world. Racism, corruption and the violation of laws and human rights are the raw materials of conflict. So too are unresolved grievances, discrimination and the failure to recognise the suffering of others.
A country that does not deal with its past does not escape it. The past can return in the next generation. This is why the experience of Eastern University needs to be replicated countrywide, both at universities and at other educational institutions. The objective should not be to turn every academic discipline into peace studies. Rather, peacebuilding needs to become part of the consciousness of education itself. Eastern University shows that a medical faculty can develop Peace Medicine. A law faculty can examine the relationship between justice, rights and peace. Faculties of education can prepare teachers to work in diverse communities, while the humanities and social sciences can examine the different narratives through which communities understand their histories. Every institution can find its own way of making peacebuilding relevant to what it teaches.
Sri Lanka has had many declarations, pledges and programmes in the past. What matters is whether these produce changes in behaviour and institutional practice. Peacebuilding requires confronting difficult issues rather than avoiding them. It requires respect for different identities, but also engagement across those identities. It requires dealing with grievances in the present while also addressing unresolved issues from the past. It requires truth, accountability, reparations and guarantees of non-recurrence. It requires people to learn that the rights of another community do not diminish their own rights. The International Peace Day event at Eastern University was evidence of a change in the way at least some academics in a part of the country deeply affected by war are thinking about their responsibilities. Peace needs to be invested in and the most important investment will be in the minds of those who will inherit the future.
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