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Kalkudah to Arugam Bay and some canny decision making by JRJ

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Excerpted from volume ii of Sarath Amunugama autobiography

I was lucky both as Permanent Secretary and a researcher in the field of family planning to spend time in the east coast which is one of the loveliest parts of Sri Lanka, with its pristine beaches and a large swath of blue sea. The Information department was a partner of the Ministry of Planning under Wickreme Weerasooria in undertaking a communications campaign to promote family health.

The UNFPA provided a well-known communications scholar, Flora Rosario Braid, of the Philippines as an expert for the project. Anura Goonesekere, Director of Information, and I were the local experts representing the Government. We decided to undertake a baseline survey of attitudes to family planning among the different communities in the country. One group to be tested were the Muslims of the Eastern Province with Kattankudy in Batticoloa district as the main focus of our interest. This was because Kattankudy was recognized as one of the most densely populated villages in the world.

This was before travel to the Middle East made this area a main provider of housemaids to Arab countries. This was followed by the Wahabisation of the East when Kattankudy was re-imaged as an Arabian village with date palms lining the roadways and men and women adopting the Arab dress which was quite unsuitable for our climate.

At the time we studied it, Kattankudy was a poor village subsisting on primitive agriculture and manufacturing of handloom sarongs. Its males were traders who fanned out to all parts of the country and established a communal network which was later exploited by the ISIS trained Muslim terrorists. It is amusing that when I was a member of the National Security Council as a Minister the only participant who had actually visited this ‘hot spot’ was me.

That spoke volumes about the lack of preparedness of the intelligence services under the Sirisena–Ranil dispensation. They were totally unprepared to respond to the intelligence provided by the Indian authorities regarding an impending attack by Muslim fanatics hailing from Kattankudy on that Easter Sunday which is now part of the sad history of that time.

The old Kalkudah Rest House was our meeting place during the survey. We would spend our weekends there by the sea and enjoy the sea food that was a specialty of the well-appointed Rest House. Close by was the large coconut estate belonging to the church which was managed by Father Miller, a legendary American Missionary. Unfortunately the Tsunami hit the East coast hard and the Kalkudah Rest House was obliterated.

The demographic projections we made clearly showed the lack of interest of the Muslim community vis-a-vis the other communities in the island, to family planning. On one hand it showed a demographic spurt in their numbers. On the other it showed the increase of poverty and paucity of health measures in the Muslim community which was later seen in their vulnerability to pandemics like Corona 19 in which their deaths were far above the average of other communities.

This was in contrast to the other samples from nearby Panama which had a mixed population. Sinhalese from Uva had fled there during the British repression following the failure of the rebellion of 1818. Panama is famous for its Pattini Temple and its procession in which the goddess’ anklets are paraded along the boundary of the village. From Kalkudah and Panama we went further south to Arugam Bay. This village and its nearby Whiskey Point with its fearsome sea waves, is one of the loveliest spots in the country’s shoreline.

Unfortunately it too was hit hard by the Tsunami. It has been rebuilt now. I am glad that the Tourist Board during my time managed to put the East coast on the map. After the Tsunami and the long civil war during which these spots were devastated, the East coast has now got a new lease of life. The future of adventure tourism lies in this beautiful area with its long sea line, pristine beaches and wild life without parallel in other parts of the country.

Government Printer

With the reshuffle when Anandatissa became our Minister, the President transferred more powers to the Ministry of State. In addition to tourism the subject of printing – the Department of Printing and the State Printing Corporation, was also allocated to us. This was mainly because those subjects were allocated to JRJ during the Dudley regime and Ananda was its Permanent Secretary at that time. The employees of these two institutions were happy at this change as they were coming back to familiar territory.

Both Ananda and I were personally interested in printing technology. To mark the assumption of the Presidency by JRJ, I started for the Sinhala reader a fortnightly news magazine called ‘Desathiya’ which was modeled on English news magazines like Time and Newsweek. I recruited the best talent among off beat Sinhala journalists like Cyril B. Perera, D.B. Warnasiri and Gamini Wijetunga and ‘Desathiya’ became a popular publication in the country.

It has now survived, indeed flourished, for 43 years and is still going strong having attracted a Sinhala middle class readership. Work on the magazine required regular interaction with the Printing Department and I acquired the rudiments of printing technology which became useful when I started my own newspaper as I shall describe later.

This was a time when we were moving from hot metal technology to digital printing and I was able to persuade the Treasury to make a considerable investment in the latest digitalized printing machinery. We became the pioneers in this field as it was an expensive outlay at that time. It was much later that newspaper moghuls turned to digitalization. Here too Upali newspapers led the pack.

When we took over the Department of Government Printing there were hundreds of workers who had not been confirmed even though they had served for more than ten years as temporary hands. They had been kept in limbo because their unions were supporters of the LSSP and the CP. It was their massive presence on Baseline road that made Borella a leftist stronghold. NM Perera’s municipal constituency was Borella.

However, in spite of being the Mayor, NM was defeated by the SLFP which fielded Dr. WD ‘Dadi Bidi’ Silva who was a popular private medical practitioner who belonged to the Salagama caste. A part of Borella, Wanathamulla, had a strong Salagama community and the SLFP, in their hatred of NM, had no hesitation in playing the caste card.

In 1977 however MH Mohamed managed to secure this seat and JRJ cannily made him Minster of Transport because private bus transport in the western province was mostly owned by Salagama capitalists of whom Sir Cyril de Zoysa was the outstanding example. Later Premadasa appointed Wijepala Mendis, the son of another Salagama bus Mogul, as the Minister of Transport. One could not understand the ups and downs of our leftists without reckoning the caste factor and the willingness of their ‘democratic’ opponents to use every trick in the book to defeat them.

With Anandatissas support I managed to confirm all the temporary workers because in fact it did not require new funds as they were already being paid monthly. This decision was welcomed by all the Unions, including the UNP and SLFP, and our stock was very high. The LSSP union led by Wimalasena was especially supportive and helped considerably in the book printing program which I will describe presently.

The State Printing Corporation which was founded by JRJ when he was Minister of State, had a strong UNP representation. JRJ had appointed one of his cronies, lawyer R.R. Nalliah, as the Chairman who worked closely with the Ministry and probably gave favourable reports about us to the Godfather. Nalliah frequently invited JRJ for functions of the SPC and JRJ often obliged because he knew many of the staff personally and was happy in their company.

With my minister’s blessings I arranged a comprehensive scholarship programme for our young printing executives with the London School of Printing on one of my visits there. Accordingly four young chemistry graduates were sent to London for training. They were taught the latest digital printing technology. On returning they were attached to the Department of Printing here and were asked to establish the Sri Lanka College of Printing with the resources of the Government Printer.

One of the returning graduates was Neville Nanayakkara whom I appointed the Government Printer though he was in his early thirties. He revolutionized printing in the country and brought it in line with the latest developments in technology and management. The other graduates joined the SPC and the private sector and helped in modernizing the printing trade here.

Text Book Printing

At a Cabinet meeting JRJ pulled out another rabbit from his hat. As a young State Councilor he had proposed that all school children should be provided text books free of charge. His proposal had been ignored at that time. Now he wanted his proposal implemented. It could have been argued that education in the State Council days was very different and at that time children had to be lured to schools with many incentives in order to promote education.

The free education scheme had brought almost all our children to school. Secondary education in Sri Lanka was being cited as a model by the UN, in its millennium development goal of education for all. But no Minister dared to argue with JRJ when it came to recycling his early fantasies. All solemnly agreed that it was a good idea and requested our Ministry to print the text books in consultation with the Education Ministry.

What followed is a classic example of decisive decision making by JRJ. The Minister of Education Nissanka Wijeratne was asked to provide a paper on the number of text books to be printed. He consulted his officials and said that the number was 20 and it was so entered into the Cabinet minutes. When I called my printers to discuss the printing schedule we were already in the month of September and had only three months to complete our task before schools reopened in January the following year.

We then discovered to our horror that the actual number of books to be printed were 60 and not 20. That was because there were three languages of instruction – Sinhala, Tamil and English – and text books were required for all three streams. Realizing the enormity of the problem I went to see the President with a graph showing the text books actually required class by class. JRJ immediately realized the dimensions of the blunder and called to his office the Minister and his Secretary, senior CCS officer DMPB Dassanayake.

The Minister had no explanation for his blunder and began to berate his Secretary. JRJ cut the meeting short and asked me to come back to his office by three o clock that afternoon. When I went to his office Menikdiwela and the Deputy Education Minister Lionel Jayatilleke were there. JRJ then gave letters of appointment to Jaytailleke and me.

In that brief period of time he had created a new Ministry called the Ministry of Education Supplies, by detaching several functions and budgetary provisions from the Education Minister. I was appointed the Permanent Secretary of the new Ministry in addition to my post in the Ministry of State. Lionel Jayatilleke was sworn in as the new Minister of Education Supplies. All this was done in the space of a few hours.

As we were leaving JRJ called me and said, “I can see you know your job” which was high praise indeed. Lionel and I found new premises for the Ministry near the Turf Club grounds and we got to work. Fortunately we had the goodwill of the workmen in the Government Press and the Printing Corporation. To their credit they all agreed to work round the clock without asking for overtime.

As the LSSP Trade Union leader Wimalasena, who was normally a hard nut to crack told me “We are doing this for our children”. Tragically many years later, after the signing of the Indo-Lanka Accord Wimalasena was shot dead by the JVP. Then another problem arose. Sepala Gunasena owner of the Davasa group called me with his dilemma. MD Gunasenas traditionally printed the texts for Buddhism classes in schools from Grade one to ten. By the time of the Cabinet decision he had already completed printing these textbooks.

He was now facing a big loss if the Government also printed the same book. I saw the merit of his case and appraised JRJ about it. I told him that my solution was to buy the Gunasena stock and distribute it with our books. He immediately agreed and asked me to go ahead. When I gave the good news to Sepala Gunasena he was greatly appreciative as his company was in the throes of a financial crisis. He remained a good friend and I averted a crisis in the good relations that the Information Ministry had with newspaper publishers.

We worked hard on the text book project and even organized `shramadanas’ where Minister Lionel and I took part in the gathering of printed sheets and stapling them. With JRJ’s consent we gave part of the printing to the private sector and had to fend off recommendations of assorted politicians to give contracts to their favourite printing shops. Anyway we did our job in time and organized a ceremonial handing over of books in a school in the Minister’s electorate, Kuliyapiitya.

By a strange coincidence that school in Nakkawatta had a nostalgic message for me. Nakkawatta was my father’s first teaching assignment as a young man in the late 1930s. He had often told us about his experiences there and it had remained in my mind’s eye. Many years later as Minister of Education I revisited this school with the Education Secretary Tara de Mel and was happy to address the students about my father’s pleasant memories of their school.

Unfortunately at that time there was no one in the school who remembered him. But when I told my father about this ceremony he was delighted and told many visitors to his home of the good time he had in Nakkawatta as a rookie teacher.



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How Black Civil Rights leaders strengthen democracy in the US

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Jesse Jackson / Barack Obama

On being elected US President in 2008, Barack Obama famously stated: ‘Change has come to America’. Considering the questions continuing to grow out of the status of minority rights in particular in the US, this declaration by the former US President could come to be seen as somewhat premature by some. However, there could be no doubt that the election of Barack Obama to the US presidency proved that democracy in the US is to a considerable degree inclusive and accommodating.

If this were not so, Barack Obama, an Afro-American politician, would never have been elected President of the US. Obama was exceptionally capable, charismatic and eloquent but these qualities alone could not have paved the way for his victory. On careful reflection it could be said that the solid groundwork laid by indefatigable Black Civil Rights activists in the US of the likes of Martin Luther King (Jnr) and Jesse Jackson, who passed away just recently, went a great distance to enable Obama to come to power and that too for two terms. Obama is on record as owning to the profound influence these Civil Rights leaders had on his career.

The fact is that these Civil Rights activists and Obama himself spoke to the hearts and minds of most Americans and convinced them of the need for democratic inclusion in the US. They, in other words, made a convincing case for Black rights. Above all, their struggles were largely peaceful.

Their reasoning resonated well with the thinking sections of the US who saw them as subscribers to the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, for instance, which made a lucid case for mankind’s equal dignity. That is, ‘all human beings are equal in dignity.’

It may be recalled that Martin Luther King (Jnr.) famously declared: ‘I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up, live out the true meaning of its creed….We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.’

Jesse Jackson vied unsuccessfully to be a Democratic Party presidential candidate twice but his energetic campaigns helped to raise public awareness about the injustices and material hardships suffered by the black community in particular. Obama, we now know, worked hard at grass roots level in the run-up to his election. This experience proved invaluable in his efforts to sensitize the public to the harsh realities of the depressed sections of US society.

Cynics are bound to retort on reading the foregoing that all the good work done by the political personalities in question has come to nought in the US; currently administered by Republican hard line President Donald Trump. Needless to say, minority communities are now no longer welcome in the US and migrants are coming to be seen as virtual outcasts who need to be ‘shown the door’ . All this seems to be happening in so short a while since the Democrats were voted out of office at the last presidential election.

However, the last US presidential election was not free of controversy and the lesson is far too easily forgotten that democratic development is a process that needs to be persisted with. In a vital sense it is ‘a journey’ that encounters huge ups and downs. More so why it must be judiciously steered and in the absence of such foresighted managing the democratic process could very well run aground and this misfortune is overtaking the US to a notable extent.

The onus is on the Democratic Party and other sections supportive of democracy to halt the US’ steady slide into authoritarianism and white supremacist rule. They would need to demonstrate the foresight, dexterity and resourcefulness of the Black leaders in focus. In the absence of such dynamic political activism, the steady decline of the US as a major democracy cannot be prevented.

From the foregoing some important foreign policy issues crop-up for the global South in particular. The US’ prowess as the ‘world’s mightiest democracy’ could be called in question at present but none could doubt the flexibility of its governance system. The system’s inclusivity and accommodative nature remains and the possibility could not be ruled out of the system throwing up another leader of the stature of Barack Obama who could to a great extent rally the US public behind him in the direction of democratic development. In the event of the latter happening, the US could come to experience a democratic rejuvenation.

The latter possibilities need to be borne in mind by politicians of the South in particular. The latter have come to inherit a legacy of Non-alignment and this will stand them in good stead; particularly if their countries are bankrupt and helpless, as is Sri Lanka’s lot currently. They cannot afford to take sides rigorously in the foreign relations sphere but Non-alignment should not come to mean for them an unreserved alliance with the major powers of the South, such as China. Nor could they come under the dictates of Russia. For, both these major powers that have been deferentially treated by the South over the decades are essentially authoritarian in nature and a blind tie-up with them would not be in the best interests of the South, going forward.

However, while the South should not ruffle its ties with the big powers of the South it would need to ensure that its ties with the democracies of the West in particular remain intact in a flourishing condition. This is what Non-alignment, correctly understood, advises.

Accordingly, considering the US’ democratic resilience and its intrinsic strengths, the South would do well to be on cordial terms with the US as well. A Black presidency in the US has after all proved that the US is not predestined, so to speak, to be a country for only the jingoistic whites. It could genuinely be an all-inclusive, accommodative democracy and by virtue of these characteristics could be an inspiration for the South.

However, political leaders of the South would need to consider their development options very judiciously. The ‘neo-liberal’ ideology of the West need not necessarily be adopted but central planning and equity could be brought to the forefront of their talks with Western financial institutions. Dexterity in diplomacy would prove vital.

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Grown: Rich remnants from two countries

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Mirissa (Image courtesy Wikivoyage)

Whispers of Lanka

I was born in a hamlet on the western edge of a tiny teacup bay named Mirissa on the South Coast of Sri Lanka. My childhood was very happy and secure. I played with my cousins and friends on the dusty village roads. We had a few toys to play with, so we always improvised our own games. On rainy days, the village roads became small rivulets on which we sailed paper boats. We could walk from someone’s backyard to another, and there were no fences. We had the freedom to explore the surrounding hills, valleys, and streams.

I was good at school and often helped my classmates with their lessons. I passed the General Certificate of Education (Ordinary Level) at the village school and went to Colombo to study for the General Certificate of Education (Advanced Level). However, I did not like Colombo, and every weekend I hurried back to the village. I was not particularly interested in my studies and struggled in specific subjects. But my teachers knew that I was intelligent and encouraged me to study hard.

To my amazement, I passed the Advanced Level, entered the University of Kelaniya, completed an honours degree in Economics, taught for a few months at a central college, became a lecturer at the same university, and later joined the Department of Census and Statistics as a statistician. Then I went to the University of Wales in the UK to study for an MSc.

The interactions with other international students in my study group, along with very positive recommendations from my professors, helped me secure several jobs in the oil-rich Middle Eastern countries, where I earned salaries unimaginable in Sri Lankan terms. During this period, without much thought, I entered a life focused on material possessions, social status, and excessive consumerism.

Life changes

Unfortunately, this comfortable, enjoyable life changed drastically in the mid-1980s because of the political activities of certain groups. Radicalised youths, brainwashed and empowered by the dynamics of vibrant leftist politics, killed political opponents as well as ordinary people who were reluctant to follow their orders. Their violent methods frightened a large section of Sri Lanka’s middle class into reluctantly accepting country-wide closures of schools, factories, businesses, and government offices.

My father’s generation felt a deep obligation to honour the sacrifices they had made to give us everything we had. There was a belief that you made it in life through your education, and that if you had to work hard, you did. Although I had never seriously considered emigration before, our sons’ education was paramount, and we left Sri Lanka.

Although there were regulations on what could be brought in, migrating to Sydney in the 1980s offered a more relaxed airport experience, with simpler security, a strong presence of airline staff, and a more formal atmosphere. As we were relocating permanently, a few weeks before our departure, we had organised a container to transport sentimental belongings from our home. Our flight baggage was minimal, which puzzled the customs officer, but he laughed when he saw another bulky item on a separate trolley. It was a large box containing a bookshelf purchased in Singapore. Upon discovering that a new migrant family was arriving in Australia with a 32-volume Encyclopaedia Britannica set weighing approximately 250 kilograms, he became cheerful, relaxed his jaw, and said, G’day!

Settling in Sydney

We settled in Epping, Sydney, and enrolled our sons in Epping Boys’ High School. Within one week of our arrival from Sri Lanka, we both found jobs: my wife in her usual accounting position in the private sector, and I was taken on by the Civil Aviation Authority (CAA). While working at the CAA, I sat the Australian Graduate Admission Test. I secured a graduate position with the Australian Bureau of Statistics (ABS) in Canberra, ACT.

We bought a house in Florey, close to my office in Belconnen. The roads near the house were eerily quiet. Back in my hometown of Pelawatta, outside Colombo, my life had a distinct soundtrack. I woke up every morning to the radios blasting ‘pirith’ from the nearby houses; the music of the bread delivery van announcing its arrival, an old man was muttering wild curses to someone while setting up his thambili cart near the junction, free-ranging ‘pariah’ dogs were barking at every moving thing and shadows. Even the wildlife was noisy- black crows gathered on the branches of the mango tree in front of the house to perform a mournful dirge in the morning.

Our Australian neighbours gave us good advice and guidance, and we gradually settled in. If one of the complaints about Asians is that they “won’t join in or integrate to the same degree as Australians do,”  this did not apply to us! We never attempted to become Aussies; that was impossible because we didn’t have tanned skin, hazel eyes, or blonde hair, but we did join in the Australian way of life. Having a beer with my next-door neighbour on the weekend and a biannual get-together with the residents of the lane became a routine. Walking or cycling ten kilometres around the Ginninderra Lake with a fit-fanatic of a neighbour was a weekly ritual that I rarely skipped.

Almost every year, early in the New Year, we went to the South Coast. My family and two of our best friends shared a rented house near the beach for a week. There’s not much to do except mix with lots of families with kids, dogs on the beach, lazy days in the sun with a barbecue and a couple of beers in the evening, watching golden sunsets. When you think about Australian summer holidays, that’s all you really need, and that’s all we had!

Caught between two cultures

We tried to hold on to our national tradition of warm hospitality by organising weekend meals with our friends. Enticed by the promise of my wife’s home-cooked feast, our Sri Lankan friends would congregate at our place. Each family would also bring a special dish of food to share. Our house would be crammed with my friends, their spouses and children, the sound of laughter and loud chatter – English mingled with Sinhala – and the aroma of spicy food.

We loved the togetherness, the feeling of never being alone, and the deep sense of belonging within the community. That doesn’t mean I had no regrets in my Australian lifestyle, no matter how trivial they may have seemed. I would have seen migration to another country only as a change of abode and employment, and I would rarely have expected it to bring about far greater changes to my psychological role and identity. In Sri Lanka, I have grown to maturity within a society with rigid demarcation lines between academic, professional, and other groups.

Furthermore, the transplantation from a patriarchal society where family bonds were essential to a culture where individual pursuit of happiness tended to undermine traditional values was a difficult one for me. While I struggled with my changing role, my sons quickly adopted the behaviour and aspirations of their Australian peers. A significant part of our sons’ challenges lay in their being the first generation of Sri Lankan-Australians.

The uniqueness of the responsibilities they discovered while growing up in Australia, and with their parents coming from another country, required them to play a linguistic mediator role, and we, as parents, had to play the cultural mediator role. They were more gregarious and adaptive than we were, and consequently, there was an instant, unrestrained immersion in cultural diversity and plurality.

Technology

They became articulate spokesmen for young Australians growing up in a world where information technology and transactions have become faster, more advanced, and much more widespread. My work in the ABS for nearly twenty years has followed cycles, from data collection, processing, quality assurance, and analysis to mapping, research, and publishing. As the work was mainly computer-based and required assessing and interrogating large datasets, I often had to depend heavily on in-house software developers and mainframe programmers.  Over that time, I have worked in several areas of the ABS, making a valuable contribution and gaining a wide range of experience in national accounting.

I immensely valued the unbiased nature of my work, in which the ABS strived to inform its readers without the influence of public opinion or government decisions. It made me proud to work for an organisation that had a high regard for quality, accuracy, and confidentiality. I’m not exaggerating, but it is one of the world’s best statistical organisations! I rubbed shoulders with the greatest statistical minds. The value of this experience was that it enabled me to secure many assignments in Vanuatu, Fiji, East Timor, Saudi Arabia, and the Solomon Islands through the World Bank and the International Monetary Fund after I left the ABS.

Living in Australia

Studying and living in Australia gave my sons ample opportunities to realise that their success depended not on acquiring material wealth but on building human capital. They discovered that it was the sum total of their skills embodied within them: education, intelligence, creativity, work experience and even the ability to play basketball and cricket competitively. They knew it was what they would be left with if someone stripped away all of their assets. So they did their best to pursue their careers on that path and achieve their life goals. Of course, the healthy Australian economy mattered too. As an economist said, “A strong economy did not transform a valet parking attendant into a professor. Investment in human capital did that.”

Nostalgia

After living in Australia for several decades, do I miss Sri Lanka? Which country deserves my preference, the one where I was born or the one to which I migrated? There is no single answer; it depends on opportunities, prospects, lifestyle, and family. Factors such as the cost of living, healthcare, climate, and culture also play significant roles in shaping this preference. Tradition in a slow-motion place like Sri Lanka is an ethical code based on honouring those who do things the same way you do, and dishonour those who don’t. However, in Australia, one has the freedom to express oneself, to debate openly, to hold unconventional views, to be more immune to peer pressure, and not to have one’s every action scrutinised and discussed.

For many years, I have navigated the challenges of cultural differences, conflicting values, and the constant negotiation of where I truly ‘belong.’ Instead of yearning for a ‘dream home’ where I once lived, I have struggled, and to some extent succeeded, to find a home where I live now. This does not mean I have forgotten or discarded my roots. As one Sri Lankan-Australian senior executive remarked, “I have not restricted myself to the box I came in… I was not the ethnicity, skin colour, or lack thereof, of the typical Australian… but that has been irrelevant to my ability to contribute to the things which are important to me and to the country adopted by me.”  Now, why do I live where I live – in that old house in Florey? I love the freshness of the air, away from the city smog, noisy traffic, and fumes. I enjoy walking in the evening along the tree-lined avenues and footpaths in my suburb, and occasionally I see a kangaroo hopping along the nature strip. I like the abundance of trees and birds singing at my back door. There are many species of birds in the area, but a common link with ours is the melodious warbling of resident magpies. My wife has been feeding them for several years, and we see the new fledglings every year.  At first light and in the evening, they walk up to the back door and sing for their meal. The magpie is an Australian icon, and I think its singing is one of the most melodious sounds in the suburban areas and even more so in the bush.

 by Siri Ipalawatte

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Big scene for models…

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Modelling has turned out to be a big scene here and now there are lots of opportunities for girls and boys to excel as models.

Of course, one can’t step onto the ramp without proper training, and training should be in the hands of those who are aware of what modelling is all about.

Rukmal Senanayake is very much in the news these days and his Model With Ruki – Model Academy & Agency – is responsible for bringing into the limelight, not only upcoming models but also contestants participating in beauty pageants, especially internationally.

On the 29th of January, this year, it was a vibrant scene at the Temple Trees Auditorium, in Colombo, when Rukmal introduced the Grey Goose Road To Future Model Hunt.

Tharaka Gurukanda … in
the scene with Rukmal

This is the second Model Hunt to be held in Sri Lanka; the first was in 2023, at Nelum Pokuna, where over 150 models were able to showcase their skills at one of the largest fashion ramps in Sri Lanka.

The concept was created by Rukmal Senanayake and co-founded by Tharaka Gurukanda.

Future Model Hunt, is the only Southeast Asian fashion show for upcoming models, and designers, to work along and create a career for their future.

The Grey Goose Road To Future Model Hunt, which showcased two segments, brought into the limelight several models, including students of Ruki’s Model Academy & Agency and those who are established as models.

An enthusiastic audience was kept spellbound by the happenings on the ramp.

Doing it differently

Four candidates were also crowned, at this prestigious event, and they will represent Sri Lanka at the respective international pageants.

Those who missed the Grey Goose Road To Future Model Hunt, held last month, can look forward to another exciting Future Model Hunt event, scheduled for the month of May, 2026, where, I’m told, over 150 models will walk the ramp, along with several designers.

It will be held at a prime location in Colombo with an audience count, expected to be over 2000.

Model With Ruki offers training for ramp modelling and beauty pageants and other professional modelling areas.

Their courses cover: Ramp walk techniques, Posture and grooming, Pose and expression, Runway etiquette, and Photo shoots and portfolio building,

They prepare models for local and international fashion events, shoots, and competitions and even send models abroad for various promotional events.

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