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Memories …

Though memories are many and pleasant, they are difficult to recall in her absence. Six years have passed, but it seems like six months. Saro was the sheer embodiment of elegance, beauty, intelligence, and friendliness all rolled into one.

I first met her at the then beautiful campus in Peradeniya. That was about the time that the Vice-Chancellor, at the behest of her parents, had admonished her, warning her that she will be sent down if she and her future husband Nihal were to be found together within the campus! Well, with the passage of time, matters had cooled down, and I joined Nihal and Saro with her roommate, a relative of mine, on the dance floor at our graduation in 1962.

Ever since then, it was my delightful privilege to call them my friends. Though we were living oceans apart, we never lost touch ever over the next six decades. I always looked to enjoy their company and never missed a chance to visit them. It is, of course, the intercontinental telephone calls that kept our friendship alive.

I remember the long hours spent chatting at their Park Road flat in Colombo, often accompanied by dinner. It was always pleasant conversation about the affairs of the State. Saro, though mild-mannered, would never fail to express strong views and frequently warn us whenever she knew almost intuitively that we were naive in our analysis of the politics or politicians.

Shanthi and I have visited them on three occasions while they were in Hong Kong. There, they had a gorgeous flat overlooking the harbour and the skyline beyond. I distinctly remember being seated on the balcony some ten floors up the skyscraper watching the boats go by. It was heaven on earth. We went down to the boat club to have lunch and enjoy the waterside scene. On another occasion, we took an enjoyable boat ride to visit Macau. Saro guided Shanthi through the narrow lanes in the open-air shopping market. Once, they arranged a flat of one of their colleagues who was away for us to occupy while we were there nearly a week. That was in 1995 and happened to be the 30th wedding anniversary of Saro and Nihal. We celebrated the event together with some friends, including our mutual friend, the eminent journalist, Neville De Silva and his wife Sunetha.

While in Hong Kong, Saro used her time to earn a Master’s degree and a Ph.D. in English and a Diploma in Education. All that she achieved while teaching English Literature at the University of East Asia in Macau. That speaks for her tenacity and the yearning for knowledge. Much later, we were delighted to get an autographed copy of her thesis published as a book. A seminal work on Robert Knox’s writings on Ceylon, which displayed her mastery of English literature and the history of Ceylon.

During a summer vacation they visited us in Vienna, where we were then based. Shanthi had his nephew, who was living near us, vacate his apartment so that Saro and Nihal would have a comfortable stay as Nishana and Sharanya accompanied them. They had company as our two sons Chaminda and Janaka, were also visiting us from the United States during their vacation. We spent a few pleasant days visiting the famed palaces and churches in Vienna and Salzburg and dining at famous Viennese Heurigen in the Grinzing wine country. Then we were off to Prague, where we toured the famed Prague castle and took a pleasant walk from Wenceslas Square to the historic museum and dined by the Charles River.

I believe Saro enjoyed the time they spent in Hong Kong. Just as they moved there following Nihal’s escapades with governance in Sri Lanka as an indispensable administrator and adviser to Mrs. Bandaranayake, resulting in the loss of his civic rights along with Mrs. Bandaranayake; they moved out of Hong Kong having been the most sought after adviser and advocate for Human Rights for the local residents following the return of Hong Kong to China by the British.

I did visit them at their next home in Germany, where Nihal was based as the Executive Director of Transparency International, the anti-corruption agency. The couple of nights spent with them were equally pleasant as always, with engaging banter over Saro’s culinary creations. Then they moved to London, where Saro was lecturing at the Open University. Shanthi and I had visited at least twice and enjoyed the usual hospitality.

Of all the visits, the most memorable was when Saro and Nihal visited us in New York in 1993. They were then living in Canada where Nihal was occupying the prestigious Sallows Chair of Human Rights at the University of Saskatchewan. Shanthi had met with a serious car accident and broken both her ankles. Following surgery, she was home with the expectation of at least three months in bed before she would be ready to walk. After about three weeks, she was undergoing a strict physiotherapy regimen and other treatments when they arrived. After a couple of days, Saro and Shanthi were chatting, and the next thing I saw was Shanthi walking out of the room with the help of Saro and Daya, our household help! Later I learned that it was the encouraging words of Saro that Shanthi got the courage to take baby steps months ahead of schedule. The vision of that scene keeps repeating in my mind every so often, even after so many years since the incident.

In his latest incarnation, Nihal began working as a Senior Consultant for the U.N. Expert Group of Judges working on Judicial Ethics and Human Rights and found that he could be based anywhere. It is no surprise that both of them, who always had their heart and soul in Sri Lanka, moved back to base in Colombo. Whenever we were in Colombo, we have visited them as usual in their Queens Court apartment.

The warning that happy days were coming to an end arrived with the shocking news that Saro was diagnosed with the dreaded disease. Though we knew that she was receiving the best medical care in London, Shanthi and I were distressed to hear the news. We kept in touch with Nihal and hoped that she would be soon back to her usual cheery person. Knowing that a brew made of a Brazilian herbal plant had helped a couple of our friends, we arranged to send some for her use. Regretfully, by the time it arrived, Saro had left us.

It is equally sad that Sharanya, just like her mother, having earned a Ph.D. and been a University Lecturer, was struck down by cancer and left us to join Saro at a very young age.

There is birth, and there is death, two acts to a complex play called life, and between them is an interval which should be enjoyed. I believe Saro did just that and went with no regrets!

–Shanthi & Nandi.

Dr Nandasiri (Nandi) Jasentuliyana was the Director of the UN Office for Outer Space Affairs in New York, and Deputy Director-General, United Nations, Vienna.



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Meet the author rewriting the rules of children’s fiction

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Representation matters:

By Ifham Nizam

“There are no books written about pirates with prosthetic limbs, sporting blades, or racing wheelchairs—that is, until now,” says award-winning international children’s author Jann Weeratunga, whose Polly’s Piralympics series is challenging conventional ideas about who gets to be the hero in children’s literature.

For Weeratunga, representation is not simply about placing a disabled character somewhere in a story. It is about putting that character at the centre—leading, competing, winning, making friends, overcoming challenges and, most importantly, having adventures on their own terms.

Her books are designed not merely to be read, but to be experienced. Through interactive pages, children can colour, draw, write and respond to the stories, leaving something of themselves behind as they explore themes, ranging from disability and bullying to friendship, resilience and family.

At the heart of her growing literary brand is Polly’s Piralympics, a series in which disability is not presented as a limitation, but as part of a character’s identity and adventure.

The inspiration came from an unexpected moment during the closing speech of the 2012 London Paralympic Games by Sir Philip Craven. He recalled a young boy looking at an illustration of a pirate with an eye patch, a hook, a parrot and a wooden leg.

When his mother asked who the figure was, the boy replied that because the man had only one leg, “he must be an Olympian.”

The story moved Weeratunga deeply.

That moment of innocent perception—where disability was associated with sporting achievement rather than limitation—sparked the idea of Polly and her extraordinary Piralympic world.

In the series, Polly, a bird-napped African parrot, finds herself bullied in a Scottish pet shop before being rescued by Captain Hake. Their shared one-eyed view of the world becomes the beginning of an unusual friendship. Captain Hake teaches Polly the ways of a pirate, while Polly creates the Fellowship of Pirates and the Pirates Paralympics.

Soon, pirates from around the world are competing in events ranging from three-legged races and climb-the-rigging gymnastics to walk-the-plank diving and even a MasterChef competition.

It is an imaginative world, but behind the humour and adventure lies a serious message about inclusion and leadership.

Weeratunga recalls one school visit that brought home to her exactly why the books mattered.

A student with a prosthetic leg embraced her and said: “Thank you for writing these books for me, Auntie.”

The words left her overwhelmed.

“That was why I had written these books,” Weeratunga reflects.

Her journey towards becoming an author, however, began long before Polly sailed into the world of children’s fiction.

Earlier in her life, Weeratunga was a Scout Leader in the UK, where volunteering became a way of life. She subsequently spent a decade in Sri Lanka, falling in love not only with a Sri Lankan, but with the country itself.

After her husband died just four years into their marriage, she joined five other women to establish a small school in Senarathwela to teach English to those who wanted to learn. Many of her pupils, subsequently, found employment at the newly opened Victoria Golf Course.

When she returned to Sri Lanka in 2025 and revisited the village and golf course, she found a landscape transformed by new roads, homes, shops and businesses. But the people she had taught remained.

“The village is unrecognisable, with new roads, homes, shops and businesses, but my dear pupils were still there as Caddies, Caddy Master and Golf Pro. I was so proud of them,” she says.

Her connection with Sri Lanka deepened further during one of the country’s darkest moments.

On Boxing Day 2005, while holidaying in the UK with her recently widowed mother, Weeratunga was woken by the words: “Something terrible has happened in Sri Lanka.”

She rushed to the television and witnessed the devastating aftermath of the Indian Ocean tsunami.

That very day, she established a non-profit organisation to raise funds and take relief to Sri Lanka. With support from local McDonald’s franchises, schools in Ferndown, the Mayor of Ferndown, freight companies and her friend Mr Wijekoon, a local Grama Niladhari, she helped rebuild lives in Arugam Bay.

The experience was hands-on and deeply personal. A family’s home had been swept away, and days were spent persuading surfers to help construct a future for her adopted family.

A Montessori was established on the hill, within the Buddhist temple grounds, while evenings were spent crafting, building and working with a small but effective generator.

Meals of rice and curry, prepared by the family’s sisters, using provisions donated from Senarathwela, brought the long days to a close.

When Weeratunga returned to the family, in 2025, she was able to see how far they had come.

Jann Weeratunga

Today, living in South Africa, she continues to draw inspiration from the landscape around her.

“Travelling—it leaves you speechless and then turns you into a storyteller,” she says, echoing the famous words attributed to Ibn Battuta.

And storytelling has become her way of opening conversations with a new generation.

While Polly’s Piralympics remains the flagship of her children’s publishing brand, Weeratunga’s wider collection explores a range of issues that matter to children and parents.

Terry and the Bully gives children practical and empowering ways to stand up for themselves, transforming a difficult subject into a story through which young readers can explore courage and self-confidence.

In Evie Visiting Grandma, children encounter the sensitive experience of visiting a loved one who now lives in a residential home. Rather than avoiding a potentially difficult subject, the story gently opens the door to conversations about ageing, family and change.

Terry the Toucane explores another universal childhood experience—the challenge and beauty of being different. Its central message is simple: being different should never prevent us from developing deep and lasting friendships.

Then there is Captain Bluebird, a resilient and entertaining adventure exploring what happens when Captain Bluebird receives a brand-new ship.

Across the collection, Weeratunga combines entertainment with meaningful life lessons, while her interactive approach gives children an opportunity to become participants rather than passive readers.

They can colour illustrations, draw pictures and respond to pages, making each reading experience personal.

That approach also gives the books an added value for parents and educators. They can become conversation starters—helping adults discuss subjects that children may find difficult to raise directly.

For Weeratunga, this is part of the larger purpose of her work.

Her books seek to fill a gap in children’s literature where diverse characters are not simply included for the sake of inclusion, but are given agency, personality and leadership.

In Polly’s Piralympics, disabled characters are not watching from the sidelines. They are the stars.

They lead.

They compete.

They win.

They champion their own adventures.

And that, ultimately, is the brand Weeratunga is building: children’s stories in which every child can find a place, a voice and perhaps even a little courage to become the hero of their own story.

Representation matters.

For young readers in Sri Lanka, Weeratunga’s books are now available through Sarasavi Bookshop, Vijitha Yapa Bookshop, M. D. Gunasena and Expo Graphics, Battaramulla.

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An evening where hearts sang as one

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Rajiv and Clan kept the evening alive with their vibrant music

By Zanita Careem

Music, laughter and a generous spirit filled Raflfles Hotel Colombo as Heart to Heart sing along brought together a vibrant gathering for an evening of melody, friendship and giving. The elegant ballroom reverberated with familiar lyrics as guests joined in, sang along and simply let their hair down. Adding to the infections atmosphere was the talented Rajiv and Clan, whose lively performance kept the energy soaring and had the gathering singing to some much loved favourites.

Keeping the evening moving with plenty of wit and warmth was the compere Mirzab Sherifdeen who ensured there was never a dull moment between the music, laughter and spontaneous sing-along moments, Guests were also treated to prizes galore adding an extra element of excitement to an already festive evening. There was cheers as winners stepped forward to collect their prizes, while friends and families aplauded and celebrated every winning moment.

Yet beneath all the sparkle was the meaningful purpose of Heart to Heart Trust Fund, founded by Dr. Rajitha Y de Silva and Dr. Ruwan Ekanayake, bringing people together in support of a cause built on compassion and care.

The dedications and the volunteering was evident throughout the evening with their commitment adding a special warmth to this special event.

Adding to the evening’s indulgence was a sumptous spread of cuisine by the Raffles, Hotel with an enticing selectiom that kept guests happily returning for more. From savoury favourites to tempting desserts, the food complemented the festive mood perfectly.

As the final song faded and the evening drew to a close, there was a quiet sense of gratitude. Behind the music, laughter, prizs and beautiful memories was a cause built as compassion, a cause that has continued to touch lives through the dedication of Dr. Rajitha de Silva and everyone who has stood beside him in the journey of Heart to Heart.

And as guests left Raffles Hotel with the last melodies still lingering in the air the most beautiful note of the evening remained – the sound of hearts earning for hearts. At the very heart of Hearts to Heart is Dr. Rajitha whose compassion has become the soul of the initiative. Dr. Rajitha’s work reminds us that medicine is not only about repairing what is broken. It is about giving people the courage to believe in tomorrow. And perhaps that is the greatest gift he offers. This spirit was beautifully reflected throughout the evening.It was a beautiful evening of music, friendship and generosity, with every contribution going towards a worthy cause- keeping alive a legacy built one one simple but powerful belief that every heart deserves a chance to beat on.

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Taste of Ceylon leaves a lasting flavour

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The scene at Taste of Ceylon

Taste of Ceylon opened its doors at Beira Kitchen, Courtyard by Marriott Colombo, on September 3rd; a festival of Southern, Central, Uva and Northern regional food, brought together on one table.

Four Regions, One Unforgettable Table

Each night, guests moved between four distinct culinary worlds. From the South came the deep, coconut-rich flavours of malu abulthiyal and Negombo pork curry with pineapple, alongside a lively fish polla roti action station. The Central province brought Kandalama lake fish, black octopus curry and carrot kalupol; dishes rooted in the region’s lakes and forests. Uva’s table leaned rustic and warming, with village chicken stew, prawn curry with murunga, and a coconut pittu drawing steady queues. And from the North came bold, unmistakable flavours of Jaffna crab curry, Jaffna mutton curry, and a dosai action station that quickly became one of the evening’s most talked-about corners.

Layered around the four regional stations was a spread that told its own story of Sri Lankan hospitality, from belimal herbal welcome drinks and a bread corner stretching from curry leaves rolls to kurakkan viyana rolls, to a dessert corner where watalappan, wood-apple coconut wandu and king coconut jelly sat alongside a full spread of traditional Sri Lankan sweets like kokis, athirasa and aluwa.

What the guests had to say

The feedback on opening night carried a common thread: guests were struck by just how different each region’s food tasted, side by side, on the same table. What could easily have blurred into “just Sri Lankan food” instead came through as four distinct culinary identities; the fire of the North, the coastal warmth of the South, the earthiness of the Central hills, and the rustic comfort of Uva, each unmistakably its own.

A Word from the team

Reflecting on the festival, the team at Courtyard by Marriott Colombo shared that Taste of Ceylon was designed from the start to be more than a menu. It was meant to be an experience guests could travel through, one region at a time, without leaving Beira Kitchen. Judging by the response over the four nights, that’s exactly how it landed.

There were many rave reviews and as the Taste of Ceylon experience at Beira Lake drew to a close, the flavours, aromas and vibrant spirit of Sri Lanka lingered on.

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