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Working for the UN on the ‘Oil for Food’ program in Iraq

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Piquant exchange with beautiful French immigration officer

Reading the “Economist” magazine in my employer’s library inPerth, and in responding to an advertisement in it, brought itsrewards in securing a job with the UNESCO. It was a three-year contract commencing, late 2001. Equal times were spentbetween Paris and North of Iraq in the Kurdish Province bythe time my tenure ended. Access to North Iraq was throughBaghdad. There were no international flights to Iraq at the time.From Amman the capital of Jordan it was an eight-hour drive toBaghdad.

My job interview with the UN was in Paris. As my wife and Ihad wanted to do a trip to France, Germany and Switzerlandand to meet up with old friends in Europe, I coupled up theinterview to our holiday itinerary.

Oil for food program for Iraq

We arrived at Charles de Gaulle Airport on a flight that landedaround 5:00 AM. We completed disembarkation formalitiesand as we were walking out, we were accosted by immigrationofficers at the exit. They subjected us to a search andanother tedious document check. My take on these extensivechecks is due to racially profiling us. We were the only colouredpeople in the flight and that we arrived in Paris three days afterthe 9/11 attack on the Twin Towers in New York.

Our Australian passports did not defuse their suspicions. Theskin colour may have devalued the ‘respect’ for the Australianpassports. The letter of invitation from the UN to present myselfat an interview shortly did not seem to carry much weight. Hotel reservations counted even less. With the immigration officersfinding nothing to justify holding us back, they eventually letus leave the airport after an hour or so of intensive questioning.

I was successful in securing the job with the UN. And we wereback in Paris within a month. My job entailed frequent travelwithin Europe initially. At every arrival at Charles de Gaulle, Iwas singled out for extensive questioning. On the third occasionthis happened, I engaged in a conversation with the immigrationofficer. The conversation went like this:

“Why is it that I am detained by Immigration every time I arrivehere? This is the third time in the past two months.”

“I am not sure Monsieur; we do not pick on specific passengers.”

“But I remember you and all three times you have been here”.

“Sorry Monsieur! I do not remember faces”

“But I remember you well, as you are very pretty.” She laughed.

The next time I arrived at Charles de Gaulle, I again encounteredher. And she called me from across the aisle. “Monsieur, je suis tojours belle?”, which translates as “Mister, am I still beautiful?”By then my French had progressed a little and I replied,”Oui, tres!”. Which meant, “Yes, very much!”

The Oil For Food Program

The job was with the “Oil for Food Program of Iraq”. It entailedregular travel between Paris, Geneva, Amman, Baghdad andErbil. This last named, Erbil, is the administrative provinceof the Kurdish Province of Iraq with Ainkawa the capital andlocated in the North of Iraq. UNESCO’s headquarters for theprogram was in Erbil with branch offices in the provinces of Dohuk and Sulaymaniyah. Dohuk borders Syria and Turkeyand, across the mountains in Sulaymaniyah, was Iran. The famed”Hanging Gardens of Babylon” was in Erbil.Two years later in 2003, Baghdad and South of Iraq wasengulfed in war and destruction. Before the war, Baghdad was a pleasant cosmopolitan city. However, liquor could not be consumed in the open or even in restaurants. But there were no restrictions on private consumption in the confines of one’s home.

In Northern Iraq, however, there were no such restrictions. Consequently,alcohol was widely and publicly consumed by the followers ofall religions in the North. The equivalent of “Western Pubs sans tap beer” were common in this region. Only beer in the bottle or in a can were available at the time. Friends tell me that

‘beer from the tap’ is available now.

In 2001 Baghdad was a vibrant modern city, a culturally richblend of both Eastern and Western attributes. The Central Business District of Baghdad (CBD) was dotted with mosquesand churches of all denominations, Coptic, Assyrian andCatholic. Blending into this were many “foreign liquor shops”,where the faithful, on their way home from worship couldpurchase if they were so inclined any popular internationalbrands of alcohol.

Whatever flaws the much-maligned Saddam Hussein had, hedid allow a sense of balance to prevail between the devout andthe impious. What I said above was what the city was in 2001, after thefirst Gulf War in 1990s. One can only imagine what Baghdad would have been before that, before George Bush Senior’s Operation Desert Storm. During my time there, one couldstill see the remnants of pre-1991 structures of restaurants andnight life, where I was told, that there was orchestral music andother entertainment with people wining and dining as in anycosmopolitan city in Europe. Even after the disastrous war of1991, Baghdad CBD resembled the busy Orchard Road in Singapore or Jalan Ampang of Kuala Lumpur. Goods displayed, however, were beyond the wallet of an average Iraqis as thecurrency had fallen from four Dinars to an American dollar toabout 3,000 Dinar after the Operation Desert Storm.

Travel between Baghdad and the Kurdish Province was by jeepwith a local driver. The journey to Dohuk, where there was abranch office of the UNESCO, was about 400 kilometres.From Baghdad one follows Route 1, almost by the River Tigris, through now famous cities like, Tikrit and Mosul, to Dohukwhich is the capital of the Dohuk Governorate of Kurdish Region. Dohuk is very close to where the borders of the threecountries, Iraq, Syria and Turkey, meet.

It is a picturesque city, encircled by mountains, along the Tigris River. Looking down from the hill tops one could see the surrounding fertile valleys. This is a city with much potential for tourism in the years to come.

There was an Assyrian Church on top of a mountain near the border with Turkey and Syria. On my last visit to the region,before the invasion of 2003, the local driver of the jeep and Ivisited this church which was abandoned at that time. Mammoth birds nesting in the loft, disturbed by us climbing the stairs, flewdown past us. It was a frightening experience, reminiscent ofa scene in Alfred Hitchcock’s movie of Daphne du Maurier’s novella, “Birds”.

But the climb was well worth it for the view from the top was majestic with the famed Tigris flowing below. The scenery when driving from Baghdad was charming,especially in spring when the flowers were beginning to bloom.They lined the road on either side. Sunflower on the Kurdishmountains were, of course, spectacular.

Kirkuk is the oil capital of Iraq. When driving in the night, oneither side of the road and as far as one could see, the entirelandscape is illuminated by the burning of the released gasesfrom oil wells. Straight ahead down the highway, on thehorizon and silhouetted against the distant sky, the land lookslike a screen of fire.In 1990s, whilst driving on my own at dusk to Mackay from aBHP mine in Queensland, I encountered a similar experience.The sugar cane plantations were set on fire after harvesting as apart controlled burning prior to preparing the land for the nextcrop. Flames were rising on either side and the visibility on theroad was up to at least a quarter of a mile, obviating the needfor headlights. It is unfortunate that no tourist brochure showssuch unique photos of this vast continent.

To me, while driving through these spectacular scenery, both in Iraq and in Queensland, I felt as if it was Moses leading his people out of Egypt to the Holy Land by parting the sea, as was shown in Cecile de Mille’s epic, the Ten Commandments. A film I saw as a youngster in the 1950s.

Saddam Hussein invaded Kuwait in 1990. Iraq accused Kuwait of stealing its oil by stealthily drilling into Iraqi subterranean wells across the border. Saddam, short of cash after the disastrous war with Iran, was asking for reparation from Kuwait. Because Kuwait was acting as a vassal, and had the protection of US and British interests, Kuwaiti ruler refused. Saddam informed the US ambassador in Kuwait in advance, and she being noncommittal, Iraq went ahead with the invasion.

US and the West, with the approval of the UN, swiftly retaliated and 32 countries including many Asian countries as Singapore and Vietnam supported the UN resolution to invade Kuwait. Even now historians question whether it was a trap that was set up for Saddam. A peaceful resolution was not envisaged. Iraqi forces in Kuwait were routed by the US and Western forces. Iraqi soldiers in trenches were buried alive with bulldozers. Issues of war crimes committed perhaps may see the light of day in the distant future.

The war was dubbed ” Invasion Desert Storm”. The fundamental mistake the Iraqi forces made was not taking the Kuwaiti royal family hostage. The royal family escaped to set up a government in exile and formally sought the help of US to expel the invaders. George Bush (Snr) happily obliged to protect their interests and safeguard oil resources.

In addition, to ‘teach Saddam a lesson’, Baghdad was bombed with heavy

artillery fire, causing heavy damage to civilian lives. The signs of such bombing were still evident in Baghdad when I was there in 2001.

At that time in 1991, however, Bush (Snr) made the judicious decision not to invade the country which his son, Bush ( Jnr), later did in 2003 and committing more war crimes.

Bush ( Jnr) and its Western Allies including UK and Australia invaded Iraq without the UN approval in 2003. It was called the “Coalition of the Willing”. More about the events leading to the invasion is explained further down in this essay.

(Excerpted from an anthology of memoirs by Nihal Kodituwakku)



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Silence of the majority keeps West Asian conflict raging

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Pope Leo the XIVth / President Donald Trump

With no military quick-fix in sight to the ongoing, convoluted West Asian conflict it ought to be clear to the rationally inclined that there is no other way to a solution to the blood-letting other than through a negotiated one. Unfortunately, there are not many takers the world over for such an approach.

Consequently the war rages on incurring the gravest human costs to all relevant sides. Whereas it should be obvious to the Trump administration that Iran wouldn’t be backing down any time soon from its position of taking on the US frontally and with the required military competence in the Hormuz Strait and adjacent regions, the US demonstrates a stubbornness to persist with war strategies that are showing no quick, positive results on the ground.

Clearly, the virtual ‘lock down within a lock down’ situation in the Strait is not proving beneficial for either party. Instead, the spilling of civilian blood in particular continues with unsettling regularity along with an all-encompassing economic crisis that carries a staggering material toll for ordinary people all over the world.

From this viewpoint it is commendable for Pakistan to offer itself as a peace mediator and go ‘the extra mile’ to keep the principal parties engaged in some sort of negotiatory process. But its efforts need to win greater support from the world community. It is a time for peace-makers the world over to stand up and be counted.

It is also a time for straight-talking. To his glowing credit Pope Leo XIV is doing just that and he is the only religious head worldwide to do so. Very rightly he has called on President Trump to end the war through negotiations and described it as ‘unjust’ and ‘a scandal to humanity’.

May this crucial cause be taken up by more and more world leaders, is this columnist’s wish. Instead of speaking fatalistically about a ‘Third World War’, decision and policy makers and commentators, and these are found in plenty in Sri Lanka as well, would do better to help in drumming-up support for a peaceful solution and the latter is within the realms of the possible.

Incidentally, the commonplace definition of the phrase ‘World War’ is quite contentious and it would be premature to speak forebodingly about one right now. The fissures within the West on the Middle East conflict alone rule out the possibility of a ‘World War’ occurring any time soon.

Instead, it would be preferable for the international community, under the aegis of the UN, to take the ‘straight and narrow’ path to a peaceful solution. As implied, this path is no easy avenue; it is cluttered with obstacles that only doughty peace makers could take on and clear.

However, the path to a negotiated peace is worth taking and no less a power than the US should know this. After all, the US ‘bled white’ in Vietnam and had to bow out of the conflict, realizing the futility of pursuing a military solution. A similar lesson should have been learned by Russia which bled futilely in Afghanistan. It too is in an unwinnable situation in Ukraine.

The Pope’s observations to President Trump on negotiating peace have earned for him some snarls and growls of criticism but with time these critics would realize that peace could come only by peaceful means and not through ‘the barrel of a gun.’

For far too long the ‘silent majority’ of the world has allowed politicians to take the sole initiative on working towards peaceful solutions to conflicts and wars. As could be seen, the results have been disastrous. The majority of politicians speak the language of Realpolitik only and this tendency runs contrary to the ways of the selfless peace maker.

Power, which is the essence of Realpolitik, and peace are generally at loggerheads in the real world. Power and self-aggrandizement have to be shelved in the pursuit of durable peace anywhere and it is a pity that the likes of Donald Trump and his team are yet to realize this.

At this juncture the ‘peace constituency’ or the silent majority would need to take centre stage and play their rightful role as the ‘Conscience of the World’. If the latter begins to take on the cause of peace in earnest everywhere, the politicians would have no choice but to pay heed to their cause and take it up, since a contrary course would earn for them public displeasure and votes.

An immediate challenge would be for the ‘peace constituency’ to come together and act as one. Right now, such a coordinating role could be played effectively by only the UN and its agencies. Practical problems are likely to get in the way but these need to be managed insightfully and resourcefully by all stakeholders to peace.

In fact the time couldn’t be more appropriate for the backers of peace to come together and work as one. Right now, economic pressures are increasing worldwide and no less a public than that in the US is beginning to feel them in a major, crushing way.

Going ahead the US public, along with other polities, would find the economic consequences of war to be intolerable. There would be no choice but for governments and peoples to champion peace. Peace makers would need to ‘strike while the iron is hot.’

The success of the above endeavours hinges on the importance humans attach to their consciences. The danger about prolonged wars is that they deaden consciences; particularly those of politicians. The latter deaden their consciences to the extent that they prove impervious to the pain and suffering wars incur.

Thus, the ‘peace constituency’ has its work cut out; it cannot rest assured that politicians would prove sensitive to their demands. The latter would need to be constantly dinned into the hearts and minds of politicians and decision-makers if peaceful solutions to conflicts are to be arrived at.

Likewise, the publics of war-torn countries would need to demand the activation and sustaining of accountability processes with regard to those sections that are suspected of committing war crimes and like atrocities. Those publics that cease to demand accountability from powerful sections among them which are faced with war-time atrocity charges are as good as condemning themselves to lives of permanent dis-empowerment and enslavement.

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Don’t take the baby: In the quiet night, mother always returns

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Grey Slender Loris

Chaminda Jayasekara

There is a particular stillness in Sri Lanka’s forests, after dusk — a kind of hushed expectancy where shadows lengthen, cicadas soften their chorus, and the night begins to breathe in its own rhythm. It is a world that does not reveal itself easily. You have to wait for it. You have to listen.

And then, suddenly, you see them — a pair of luminous, unblinking eyes suspended in the dark.

The Grey Slender Loris, or unahapuluwa, emerges, not with drama, but with quiet precision. Small, slow-moving, and almost impossibly delicate, it is one of Sri Lanka’s most enigmatic nocturnal primates — a creature that has survived millennia by mastering the art of stillness.

Yet, during these months — from late March through July — the forests hold a more tender story. It is the breeding season of the slender loris, and with it comes a scene that is often misunderstood by those who encounter it for the first time: a tiny infant, alone on a branch, barely three inches long, its fragile body silhouetted against the night.

Grey Slender Loris with twin babies

To many, it appears to be a moment of abandonment.

To nature, it is a moment of trust.

“People often act out of compassion, but without understanding what they are seeing,” explains Chaminda Jayasekara of the University of Hertfordshire. “A baby loris left alone is not necessarily in danger. In fact, it is part of a natural process that is critical for its survival.”

According to Jayasekara, when a baby loris is about a month old, the mother begins a remarkable routine. As darkness settles, she gently places her infant on a secure branch and moves off into the forest to forage. Her journey can take her hundreds of metres away — sometimes close to 800 metres — as she searches for insects and other small prey.

In those hours of solitude, the infant is not abandoned. It is learning.

Clinging to the branch, it begins to explore its immediate surroundings. Tentatively, almost hesitantly, it reaches out — testing balance, grip, and instinct. It may attempt to catch tiny insects, mimicking behaviours it will one day rely on entirely. This is its first classroom, and the forest its only teacher.

“Those early nights are crucial,” Jayasekara says. “The baby is developing motor skills, coordination, and the ability to interact with its environment. These are things that cannot be replicated in captivity.”

And yet, this is precisely where human intervention often disrupts the process.

Across rural and even semi-urban Sri Lanka, stories circulate of well-meaning individuals who come across a lone baby loris and assume the worst. Driven by concern, they pick it up, take it home, or attempt to hand-rear it — believing they are saving a life.

Grey Slender Loris

But the reality is far more complex — and far more tragic.

“When a baby is removed unnecessarily, it loses something fundamental,” Jayasekara emphasises. “It loses the chance to learn how to survive in the wild. Without that, even if it survives in the short term, its long-term prospects are extremely poor.”

The forest, after all, is not just a habitat. It is a living, evolving system of lessons — how to detect predators, how to navigate branches, how to hunt silently, how to recognise territory. These are not instincts alone; they are behaviours refined through experience.

And the mother, contrary to assumption, is rarely far away.

“If people simply waited — even for several hours — they would often see the mother return,” Jayasekara explains. “She knows exactly where she left her baby. Her absence is temporary, purposeful.”

The advice from conservationists is clear and consistent: observe, but do not interfere.

If you encounter a baby loris, watch quietly from a distance. Avoid using bright lights or making noise. Give it time — at least 10 to 12 hours — before drawing conclusions. In most cases, the situation will resolve itself, just as nature intended.

35 days old Grey Slender Loris

Only if the animal is clearly injured, or if there is strong evidence of abandonment after prolonged observation, should intervention be considered — and even then, it must be done through the proper channels, particularly the Department of Wildlife Conservation.

Attempting to care for such a delicate animal at home is not only ineffective but often fatal.

Sri Lanka is home to two species of slender loris — the Grey Slender Loris and the Red Slender Loris — each adapted to specific ecological zones across the island. Both are protected under national legislation and recognised internationally as species requiring urgent conservation attention.

Their threats are many: habitat loss, road mortality, illegal pet trade, and, increasingly, human misunderstanding.

Yet, in the midst of these challenges, there are also signs of hope.

In recent years, the slender loris has become the focus of a unique form of wildlife tourism — one that values patience over spectacle. Night walks, conducted with trained naturalists and strict ethical guidelines, offer visitors a chance to witness the loris in its natural environment without disturbing its behaviour.

At places like Jetwing Vil Uyana, this approach has been refined into a model of responsible eco-tourism. Over more than a decade, the property has developed a dedicated Loris Conservation Project, recording thousands of sightings while educating visitors and supporting local communities.

Here, the loris is not handled, chased, or exploited. It is simply observed — a quiet presence in a carefully protected landscape.

“The success of such initiatives shows that conservation and tourism do not have to be at odds,” Jayasekara reflects. “When done responsibly, tourism can actually support conservation by creating awareness and value for these species.”

There is something profoundly moving about encountering a loris in the wild. It does not roar or charge. It does not demand attention. Instead, it exists — quietly, deliberately — as it has for millions of years.

And perhaps that is why it is so easily misunderstood.

In a world that often equates visibility with importance, the loris reminds us that some of the most extraordinary lives unfold beyond the spotlight.

It also reminds us of something else — something simpler, yet harder to practice.

Restraint.

Because conservation is not always about stepping in. Sometimes, it is about stepping back. About recognising when nature does not need our help, but our patience.

So if, on some future night, you find yourself walking beneath the trees, and your light catches a tiny figure sitting alone on a branch — do not rush forward.

Pause.
Watch.
Let the moment unfold.

Because somewhere, moving silently through the darkness, guided by instinct and memory, a mother is already on her way back.

And by morning, the forest will be whole again.

 

By Ifham Nizam

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Kumar de Silva: 40 years of fame and flair

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Kumar de Silva: The four-decade journey

We first saw him on the small screen in January 1986 – a relatively raw, totally untrained and a very nervous 24-year-old presenting ‘Bonsoir’ on ITN.

And now, 40 years later, and as one looks back, one realises what a multi-dimensional journey Kumar de Silva has navigated across the small screen yes, from your television screens to your laptops, and iPads, tabs, and mobile phones.

Says Kumar: “It is the French language I speak that opened the world of television to me, 40 years ago. It was ‘Bonsoir’ alone, and so to my French teacher at Wesley College, Mrs. BA Fernando, to ‘Bonsoir’, and to the Embassy of France in Sri Lanka, I am eternally grateful”.

Promoting the French language, and culture, in Sri Lanka, in a big way

Kumar went on to say that on the heels of ‘Bonsoir” came ‘Fanclub’, on ITN, describing it as yet another resounding success story which saw him as a music DJ on TV.

His inherent talent saw him handle a range of contrasting programmes across ITN, TNL, Prime TV and SLRC with consummate ease – from News Reading, Business Talk Shows, Celebrity Chats, to Dhamma discussions, on Poya Days, to name a few.

Kumar – the 1986 look

Trained in Paris in television production and presentation, the Government of France, in 2012, conferred on him the title of ‘Chevalier dans l’Ordre des Arts et Lettres’ (Chevalier in the Order of Arts and Letters) in recognition of his contribution to promoting the French language, and culture, in Sri Lanka.

In celebration of his four decades on the small screen, Kumar recently launched ‘Bonsoir Katha’, the Sinhala translation (by Ciara Mendis) of his English book ‘Bonsoir Diaries’ (2013), at a gala soiree. at the Alliance Francaise de Colombo, under the distinguished patronage of the French Ambassador in Sri Lanka, Remi Lambert, and francophone President Chandrika Kumaratunga.

He’s now excited about launching the French version of this book, ‘Les Coulisses de Bonsoir’, in Paris, in autumn this year. It is currently being translated by Guilhem Beugnon, a former Deputy Director of the Alliance Francaise de Colombo. This will, co-incidentally, also be Kumar’s 30th visit to Paris.

Chief Guest French Ambassador in Sri
Lanka Remi Lambert

Says Kumar: “The word GRATITUDE means a lot to me and so I always make it a point to spend time with two very special French people every time I go to France. One is Madame Josiane Thureau, formerly of the French Foreign Ministry, who began ‘Bonsoir’ in Sri Lanka. way back in the mid-1980s. The other is Madame Aline Berengier, the lady who designed the ‘Bonsoir’ logo – the Sri Lankan elephant in the colours of the French national flag”.

Kumar is also a much-sought-after Personal Development and Corporate Etiquette Coach in Colombo’s corporate world. Over the past 15 years, tens of thousands of corporates, have been through the different modules of his interactive training sessions. There have also been thousands of school leavers and undergraduates from national and private universities, many of whom will constitute the corporates of tomorrow.

Guest of Honour francophone President Chandrika Kumaratunga at the gala soiree
at the Alliance Francaise de Colombo

The multi-talented Kumar turns 65 next year, and his journey on the small screen still continues – you see him on the (monthly) ‘Rendez-Vous with Yasmin and Kumar’ on the French Embassy’s YouTube Channel, and (every Friday) on ‘Fame Game with Rozanne and Kumar’ on Daily Mirror Online, Hi Online and The Sun Online.

There’s yet another podcast in the pipeline, he indicated, but diplomatically declined to give us details. All he said, with a glint in his eye, was, “It will hit your screens soon.”

Whatever he has in mind, one can be certain that the new programme will continue to showcase Kumar de Silva’s enduring presence in Sri Lanka’s entertainment scene.

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