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Learning English at Maris Stella College, Negombo
“I was always coming third in the class – the first was Wilfred Jayasuriya and Carlo Fonseka was second”
(Excerpted from *Leo Fernando’s Biographical sketches of a professional generalist)
It was when I was nine years old that I was enrolled in a school in Negombo called Maris Stella by my eldest brother Peter, to learn English. Up till then I was innocent of the language of our colonial masters. Maris Stella imparted a solid education. My three older brothers, Peter, Cyril and Vincent were also students about this time. As we, my cousin Oscar and I used to talk in Sinhala during the school interval we had to beware of other students who were hovering about ready to pounce on us talking in the mother tongue.
One day, during the tea interval I got caught talking in my mother tongue to Oscar while another student who had the red baton, unknown to me, was prowling around for a possible victim. No sooner I received the baton I managed to find another boy indulging in his mother tongue to whom I handed over the dreaded baton. The rule in the school was that at the end of school session the victim holding the baton has to hand it back to the principal who would give him a caning. This method of punishment had both good and bad results. Good because it forced us to learn to speak English, bad because a punishment enforced for speaking in Sinhala, the mother tongue of 90% of the students was an insult to the ethos, dignity and spirit of the
One day our class lessons terminated early and we were free to go home. I proceeded to go through the Negombo town on foot as by this time my eldest brother was no longer there to take me on his bicycle. My landmark on the road through the main street was the high dome of the Grand Street church which was visible even to little boys like me from any corner of the town. Close to the church a gentleman in shorts addressed me and said something in English which I did not understand. I dared not ask him in Sinhala what he said considering it infra dig to speak in the mother tongue.
He was probably a Burgher. He kept asking me to do something for him. Finally, I used the words we were taught that morning at school “I cannot”. He still kept talking and I kept repeating the same words “I cannot”. Fortunately, my uncle Martin Rosa appeared on the scene and saved me the embarrassing situation. That gent only wanted me to drop a letter in the post box at the Negombo Post Office. He may have been somehow aware that I was passing the PO.
When Oscar and I were seen together, other students used to ask me whether we were brothers. As I did not know the English word cousin, I would simply nod my head. So we were known as Pandikutty, the Tamil word for piglings. This was because Oscar’s surname was Panditharatne and as first cousins we probably resembled each other as it happened when we were in our forties. An engineer friend of Oscar stopped his car on the road to ask me “Aren’t you Oscar?” when I didn’t recognize him.
In the second year, the fourth standard, we were taught by Rev Bro. Nizier, the Principal of the lower school and Mr. Shirley Lawrence. At the term test Mr. Lawrence got each student to say few words in English on a subject he chose. When my turn came, he asked me to say something about the elephant. By some fluke I used the word “gigantic” about this animal. He finished my test immediately. He did not expect me as I thought afterwards to use that big word.
My performance at the year-end test was good and I was placed second in the class. Those were the fee levying times. One morning I was asked to leave school for not paying fees. However, I managed to get the monthly fee from mother and settle the dues on the day after. In the following year we were lucky as our school became a free education school.
The fifth standard class teacher, Mr. Leonard Obris somehow found out that I had a good singing voice. So, he would persuade me to sing some English songs. The best song I remember was “You are always in my heart”. There was a difficulty in the pronunciation of the Anglicized French word “rendezvous” found in this song. Many years later, probably 50 years, a classmate, Wilfred Jayasuriya, remembering the words of this song wanted me to sing it. But with the lapse of time over 50 years, I could not recollect the words in order to oblige him. I learnt these songs from my eldest brother Peter, my loku aiya who in turn had learnt them from his close University friend, Shirley Fernando of Moratuwa.
Shirley was a versatile guy. He had come first in the Island at the SSC and HSC examinations and was reading for a special degree in Physics. I had later seen him singing while playing the Hawaiian guitar when he came to our home in Pitipana with some other Varsity friends of my brother. I then thought that I could improvise a musical instrument like the guitar by salvaging an abandoned antiquated Japanese mandolin which lacked the typewriter-like keyboard and the steel strings, lying in the store room of our house.
I got the strings from a fisherman living close by and contrived to make a guitar like instrument for playing. For the “steel” that needs to be sliding along the strings in order to play the melody I used a small glass bottle. All the contraptions put together helped me play some of the Sinhala songs of Sunil Santha and also the melodies of the English songs my brother taught me.
About this time a friend of my older brother, Vincent, named Aaron Silva visited our house and saw me playing some melodies on the makeshift “guitar”. Aaron was a gifted singer and actor. In the village Sinhala school, he acted as St. Francis Xavier in a school play. Before that he acted as Andare, the court jester, in a school play written by the Principal Manamalage Gabriel Fernando. I recall the scene as to how Andare ate sugar in the King’s palace. In later life, Aaron entered the cinema world and was known as Pitipana Silva. He borrowed my guitar for a few days in order, I guessed, to learn to play it. Even after keeping it for months he did not return it.
I then told my mother about it. She had visited his home requesting him to return it. Still, he did not comply. I complained about it to my eldest brother who knew about the basic musical talents I possessed. As by this time University education was free, he had some savings with which he bought me a second-hand steel guitar, which I later came to know belonged to his friend Shirley Fernando. Along with the guitar I was given also a book showing the method of playing it along with the musical notations.
There was no one who knew the guitar notes to teach me how to play it. Peter aiya had, in fact, requested the Church organist John Master to teach me the musical notations. But he could not be of any help as he did not know to play the guitar although he knew all about playing the organ. The two signs or symbols I used to see in music books and in the books of my older brothers that fascinated me were the crotchet and the Greek letter sigma, later the integral, an elongated sigma, used in calculus.
My brother Peter invited some of his university friends to spend the night at our house in Pitipana. When our “help” Eliza had prepared dinner, she had informed Peter aiya in Sinhalese “Malli. dinner is ready.” On hearing her voice, his friends had asked as to how come that a sister had suddenly appeared in the scene when they had been told that he had no sister in the family.
I still remember how Eliza used to feed me lunch with her fingers and my protest about the hot curries which made my tongue and mouth smart unable to swallow the food. I was fond of her and called her Eliza akka as a sign of the sisterly bond I forged with her. During this period at Maris Stella College, , now in the fifth standard, I had to walk about three miles to school and another three miles back to Pitipana as Peter aiya was no longer there to take me to school on his bicycle. There was no bridge during our school days connecting the Pamunugama-Pitpana stretch of the peninsula with the Negombo town. So, we had to cross the lagoon at a point cheek by jowl to the sea in outrigger canoes.
There was no charge for the men folk unless one had to take a bicycle in the canoe when there would be a levy of 10 cents. One afternoon on the return journey across the lagoon the canoe capsized. Fortunately, we did not go down and our end of the canoe, called aniya in the language of fishermen, was near the land. I was taken ashore by a man who was already out of the water. The women returning from the Negombo market with their paraphernalia were in difficulty. They were ail saved.
I did not wear shoes to school. Those were difficult times for mother to feed the four members of the family. The coconuts from the land did not yield enough income for the boys to wear shoes or well-ironed clothes to school. I used to wash my trousers and a few shirts on Saturdays so that by Monday morning the clothes were ready for wearing.
One Monday morning the short trousers I was to wear to school were still wet due to rain the previous day. But there was one trouser available, one in two colors, partly deep brown on one side and light brown on the other which was never worn by my two older brothers. Complaining to mother was not going to help. So, I took the bold step of wearing it hoping no student in my class would notice the difference.
On the Monday I wore it no student noticed the slightly multicolored shorts. So, I happily wore it on the second day too. To my great surprise and some humiliation one student, the son of a doctor, was heard to tell the others “Look he is wearing a trouser of two colors”. I just turned away. The students did not laugh nor sneer, but out of sympathy probably, turned their attention elsewhere. Probably, I guess, they had some respect for me as I could sing English songs well and was the best at arithmetic, and was always coming third at the monthly and the two-term tests.
The first and second were Wilfred Jayasuriya and Carlo Fonseka. Wilfred was very good in English in which he later obtained a degree and a doctorate from a US university. Carlo was good in English too and would pronounce English words like the English schoolboys but was always second to Wilfred. Carlo became an Emeritus Professor of Physiology at the University. However, at the final government examination held in December, I happened to be placed first. I guessed this was due to the full marks I got for arithmetic.
There were only three subjects along with Arithmetic, namely, English and General Intelligence. Later in life, I remember hearing Dolly Parton’s song about the coat of many color she sang and nostalgically remembering those good old days of my boyhood at Maris Stella where my three older brothers had their entire education in the English medium. In the final term, there was an inter-school drama competition. Mr. Obris, the class teacher prepared those of us who could sing and were good in elocution for a Christmas play.
Our play won the first prize. Wilfred acted as mother Mary of infant Jesus while Carlo played the role of Joseph and I was the narrator, the pothay gura. Our class won a trip to Colombo when we were taken to see the zoo just before X’mas. Our music teacher, Mr. Ferdinand, taught us to sing a X’mas song which I have never heard afterwards in my life. Its melody had a X’masy flavor and the only line I remember is “we wish to bring pleasure by singing in measure ……..
(*The writer worked as a senior SLAS officer in several government departments and public corporations. He is a professional accountant who took a Master’s degree and Ph.D, while working in the SLAS)
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Trump’s Venezuela gamble: Why markets yawned while the world order trembled
The world’s most powerful military swoops into Venezuela, in the dead of night, captures a sitting President, and spirits him away to face drug trafficking charges in New York. The entire operation, complete with at least 40 casualties, was announced by President Trump as ‘extraordinary’ and ‘brilliant.’ You’d think global financial markets would panic. Oil prices would spike. Stock markets would crash. Instead, something strange happened: almost nothing.
Oil prices barely budged, rising less than 2% before settling back. Stock markets actually rallied. The US dollar remained steady. It was as if the world’s financial markets collectively shrugged at what might be the most brazen American military intervention since the 1989 invasion of Panama.
But beneath this calm surface, something far more significant is unfolding, a fundamental reshaping of global power dynamics that could define the next several decades. The story of Trump’s Venezuela intervention isn’t really about Venezuela at all. It’s about oil, money, China, and the slow-motion collapse of the international order we’ve lived under since World War II. (Figure 1)

The Oil Paradox
Venezuela sits on the world’s largest proven oil reserves, more than Saudi Arabia, more than Russia. We’re talking about 303 billion barrels. This should be one of the wealthiest nations on Earth. Instead, it’s an economic catastrophe. Venezuela’s oil production has collapsed from 3.5 million barrels per day in the late 1990s to less than one million today, barely 1% of global supply (Figure 1). Years of corruption, mismanagement, and US sanctions have turned treasure into rubble. The infrastructure is so degraded that even if you handed the country to ExxonMobil tomorrow, it would take a decade and hundreds of billions of dollars to fix.
This explains why oil markets barely reacted. Traders looked at Venezuela’s production numbers and basically said: “What’s there to disrupt?” Meanwhile, the world is drowning in oil. The global market has a surplus of nearly four million barrels per day. American production alone hit record levels above 13.8 million barrels daily. Venezuela’s contribution simply doesn’t move the needle anymore (Figure 1).
But here’s where it gets interesting. Trump isn’t just removing a dictator. He’s explicitly taking control of Venezuela’s oil. In his own words, the country will “turn over” 30 to 50 million barrels, with proceeds controlled by him personally “to ensure it is used to benefit the people of Venezuela and the United States.” American oil companies, he promised, would “spend billions of dollars” to rebuild the infrastructure.
This isn’t subtle. One energy policy expert put it bluntly: “Trump’s focus on Venezuelan oil grants credence to those who argue that US foreign policy has always been about resource extraction.”
The Real Winners: Defence and Energy
While oil markets stayed calm, defence stocks went wild. BAE Systems jumped 4.4%, Germany’s Rheinmetall surged 6.1%. These companies see what others might miss, this isn’t a one-off. If Trump launches military operations to remove leaders he doesn’t like, there will be more.
Energy stocks told a similar story. Chevron, the only U.S. oil major currently authorised to operate in Venezuela, surged 10% in pre-market trading. ExxonMobil, ConocoPhillips, and oil services companies posted solid gains. Investors are betting on lucrative reconstruction contracts. Think Iraq after 2003, but potentially bigger.
The catch? History suggests they might be overly optimistic. Iraq’s oil sector was supposed to bounce right back after Saddam Hussein fell. Twenty years later, it still hasn’t reached its potential. Afghanistan received hundreds of billions in reconstruction spending, most of which disappeared. Venezuela shares the same warning signs: destroyed infrastructure, unclear property rights, volatile security, and deep social divisions.
China’s Venezuela Problem
Here’s where the story gets geopolitically explosive. China has loaned Venezuela over $60 billion, since 2007, making Venezuela China’s biggest debtor in Latin America. How was Venezuela supposed to pay this back? With oil. About 80% of Venezuelan oil exports were going to China, often at discounted rates, to service this debt.
Now Trump controls those oil flows. Venezuelan oil will now go “through legitimate and authorised channels consistent with US law.” Translation: China’s oil supply just got cut off, and good luck getting repaid on those $60 billion in loans.
This isn’t just about one country’s debt. It’s a demonstration of American power that China cannot match. Despite decades of economic investment and diplomatic support, China couldn’t prevent the United States from taking over. For other countries considering Chinese loans and partnerships, the lesson is clear: when push comes to shove, Beijing can’t protect you from Washington.
But there’s a darker flip side. Every time the United States weaponizes the dollar system, using control over oil sales, bank transactions, and trade flows as a weapon, it gives countries like China more reason to build alternatives. China has been developing its own international payment system for years. Each American strong-arm tactic makes that project look smarter to countries that fear they might be next.
The Rules Are for Little People
Perhaps the most significant aspect of this episode isn’t economic, it’s legal and political. The United States launched a military operation, captured a President, and announced it would “run” that country indefinitely. There was no United Nations authorisation. No congressional vote. No meaningful consultation with allies.
The UK’s Prime Minister emphasised “international law” while waiting for details. European leaders expressed discomfort. Latin American countries split along ideological lines, with Colombia’s President comparing Trump to Hitler. But nobody actually did anything. Russia and China condemned the action as illegal but couldn’t, or wouldn’t, help. The UN Security Council didn’t even meet, because everyone knows the US would just veto any resolution.
This is what scholars call the erosion of the “rules-based international order.” For decades after World War II, there was at least a pretense that international law mattered, that sovereignty meant something. Powerful nations bent those rules when convenient, but they tried to maintain appearances.
Trump isn’t even pretending. And that creates a problem: if the United States doesn’t follow international law, why should Russia in Ukraine? Why should China regarding Taiwan? Why should anyone?
What About the Venezuelan People?
Lost in all the analysis are the actual people of Venezuela. They’ve suffered immensely. Inflation is 682%, the highest in the world. Nearly eight million Venezuelans have fled. Those who remain often work multiple jobs just to survive, and their cupboards are still bare. The monthly minimum wage is literally 40 cents.
Many Venezuelans welcomed Maduro’s removal. He was a brutal dictator whose catastrophic policies destroyed the country. But they’re deeply uncertain about what comes next. As one Caracas resident put it: “What we don’t know is whether the change is for better or for worse. We’re in a state of uncertainty.”
Trump’s explicit focus on oil control, his decision to work with Maduro’s own Vice President, rather than democratic opposition leaders, and his promise that American companies will “spend billions”, all of this raises uncomfortable questions. Is this about helping Venezuelans, or helping American oil companies?
The Bigger Picture
Financial markets reacted calmly because the immediate economic impacts are limited. Venezuela’s oil production is already tiny. The country’s bonds were already in default. The direct market effects are manageable. But markets might miss the forest for the trees.
This intervention represents something bigger: a fundamental shift in how powerful nations behave. The post-Cold War era, with its optimistic talk of international cooperation and rules-based order, was definitively over. We’re entering a new age of imperial power politics.
In this new world, military force is back on the table. Economic leverage will be used more aggressively. Alliance relationships will become more transactional. Countries will increasingly have to choose sides between competing power blocs, because the middle ground is disappearing.
The United States might win in the short term, seizing control of Venezuela’s oil, demonstrating military reach, showing China the limits of its influence. But the long-term consequences remain uncertain. Every country watching is drawing conclusions about what it means for them. Some will decide they need to align more closely with Washington to stay safe. Others will conclude they need to build alternatives to American-dominated systems to stay independent.
History will judge whether Trump’s Venezuela gambit was brilliant strategy or reckless overreach. What we can say now is that the comfortable assumptions of the past three decades, that might not be right, that international law matters, that economic interdependence prevents conflict, no longer hold.
Financial markets may have yawned at Venezuela. But they might want to wake up. The world just changed, and the bill for that change hasn’t come due yet. When it does, it won’t be measured in oil barrels or bond prices. It will be measured in the kind of world we all have to live in, and whether it’s more stable and prosperous, or more dangerous and divided.
That’s a question worth losing sleep over.
(The writer, a senior Chartered Accountant and professional banker, is Professor at SLIIT, Malabe. The views and opinions expressed in this article are personal.)
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Living among psychopaths
Bob (not his real name) who worked in a large business organisation was full of new ideas. He went out of his way to help his colleagues in difficulties. His work attracted the attention of his superiors and they gave him a free hand to do his work. After some time, Bob started harassing his female colleagues. He used to knock against them in order to kick up a row. Soon he became a nuisance to the entire staff. When the female colleagues made a complaint to the management a disciplinary inquiry was conducted. Bob put up a weak defence saying that he had no intention to cause any harm to the females on the staff. However, he was found guilty of harassing the female colleagues. Accordingly his services were terminated.
Those who conducted the disciplinary inquiry concluded that Bob was a psychopath. According to psychologists, a psychopath is a person who has a serious and permanent mental illness that makes him behave in a violent or criminal way. Psychologists believe that one per cent of the people are psychopaths who have no conscience. You may have come across such people in films and novels. The film The Silence of the Lambs portrayed a serial killer who enjoyed tormenting his innocent victims. Apart from such fictional characters, there are many psychopaths in big and small organisations and in society as well. In a reported case Dr Ahmad Suradji admitted to killing more than 40 innocent women and girls. There is something fascinating and also chilling about such people.
People without a conscience are not a new breed. Even ancient Greek philosophers spoke of ‘men without moral reason.’ Later medical professionals said people without conscience were suffering from moral insanity. However, all serial killers and rapists are not psychopaths. Sometimes a man would kill another person under grave and sudden provocation. If you see your wife sleeping with another man, you will kill one or both of them. A world-renowned psychopathy authority Dr Robert Hare says, “Psychopaths can be found everywhere in society.” He developed a method to define and diagnose psychopathy. Today it is used as the international gold standard for the assessment of psychopathy.
No conscience
According to modern research, even normal people are likely to commit murder or rape in certain circumstances. However, unlike normal people, psychopaths have no conscience when they commit serious crimes. In fact, they tend to enjoy such brutal activities. There is no general consensus whether there are degrees of psychopathy. According to Harvard University Professor Martha Stout, conscience is like a left arm, either you have one or you don’t. Anyway psychopathy may exist in degrees varying from very mild to severe. If you feel remorse after committing a crime, you are not a psychopath. Generally psychopaths are indifferent to, or even enjoy, the torment they cause to others.
In modern society it is very difficult to identify psychopaths because most of them are good workers. They also show signs of empathy and know how to win friends and influence people. The sheen may rub off at any given moment. They know how to get away with what they do. What they are really doing is sizing up their prey. Sometimes a person may become a psychopath when he does not get parental love. Those who live alone are also likely to end up as psychopaths.
Recent studies show that genetics matters in producing a psychopath. Adele Forth, a psychology professor at Carleton University in Canada, says callousness is at least partly inherited. Some psychopaths torture innocent people for the thrill of doing so. Even cruelty to animals is an act indulged in by psychopaths. You have to be aware of the fact that there are people without conscience in society. Sometimes, with patience, you might be able to change their behaviour. But on most occasions they tend to stay that way forever.
Charming people
We still do not know whether science has developed an antidote to psychopathy. Therefore remember that you might meet a psychopath at some point in your life. For now, beware of charming people who seem to be more interesting than others. Sometimes they look charismatic and sexy. Be wary of people who flatter you excessively. The more you get to know a psychopath, the more you will understand their motives. They are capable of telling you white lies about their age, education, profession or wealth. Psychopaths enjoy dramatic lying for its own sake. If your alarm bells ring, keep away from them.
According to the Psychiatric Diagnostic Manual, the behaviour of a psychopath is termed as antisocial personality disorder. Today it is also known as sociopath. No matter the name, its hallmarks are deceit and a reckless disregard for others. A psychopath’s consistent irresponsibility begets no remorse – only indifference to the emotional pain others may suffer. For a psychopath other people are always ‘things’ to be duped, used and discarded.
Psychopathy, the incapacity to feel empathy or compassion of any sort or the least twinge of conscience, is one of the more perplexing of emotional defects. The heart of the psychopath’s coldness seems to lie in their inability to make anything more than the shallowest of emotional connections.
Absence of empathy is found in husbands who beat up their wives or threaten them with violence. Such men are far more likely to be violent outside the marriage as well. They get into bar fights and battling with co-workers. The danger is that psychopaths lack concern about future punishment for what they do. As they themselves do not feel fear, they have no empathy or compassion for the fear and pain of their victims.
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By R.S. Karunaratne
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Rebuilding the country requires consultation
A positive feature of the government that is emerging is its responsiveness to public opinion. The manner in which it has been responding to the furore over the Grade 6 English Reader, in which a weblink to a gay dating site was inserted, has been constructive. Government leaders have taken pains to explain the mishap and reassure everyone concerned that it was not meant to be there and would be removed. They have been meeting religious prelates, educationists and community leaders. In a context where public trust in institutions has been badly eroded over many years, such responsiveness matters. It signals that the government sees itself as accountable to society, including to parents, teachers, and those concerned about the values transmitted through the school system.
This incident also appears to have strengthened unity within the government. The attempt by some opposition politicians and gender misogynists to pin responsibility for this lapse on Prime Minister Dr Harini Amarasuriya, who is also the Minister of Education, has prompted other senior members of the government to come to her defence. This is contrary to speculation that the powerful JVP component of the government is unhappy with the prime minister. More importantly, it demonstrates an understanding within the government that individual ministers should not be scapegoated for systemic shortcomings. Effective governance depends on collective responsibility and solidarity within the leadership, especially during moments of public controversy.
The continuing important role of the prime minister in the government is evident in her meetings with international dignitaries and also in addressing the general public. Last week she chaired the inaugural meeting of the Presidential Task Force to Rebuild Sri Lanka in the aftermath of Cyclone Ditwah. The composition of the task force once again reflects the responsiveness of the government to public opinion. Unlike previous mechanisms set up by governments, which were either all male or without ethnic minority representation, this one includes both, and also includes civil society representation. Decision-making bodies in which there is diversity are more likely to command public legitimacy.
Task Force
The Presidential Task Force to Rebuild Sri Lanka overlooks eight committees to manage different aspects of the recovery, each headed by a sector minister. These committees will focus on Needs Assessment, Restoration of Public Infrastructure, Housing, Local Economies and Livelihoods, Social Infrastructure, Finance and Funding, Data and Information Systems, and Public Communication. This structure appears comprehensive and well designed. However, experience from post-disaster reconstruction in countries such as Indonesia and Sri Lanka after the 2004 tsunami suggests that institutional design alone does not guarantee success. What matters equally is how far these committees engage with those on the ground and remain open to feedback that may complicate, slow down, or even challenge initial plans.
An option that the task force might wish to consider is to develop a linkage with civil society groups with expertise in the areas that the task force is expected to work. The CSO Collective for Emergency Relief has set up several committees that could be linked to the committees supervised by the task force. Such linkages would not weaken the government’s authority but strengthen it by grounding policy in lived realities. Recent findings emphasise the idea of “co-production”, where state and society jointly shape solutions in which sustainable outcomes often emerge when communities are treated not as passive beneficiaries but as partners in problem-solving.
Cyclone Ditwah destroyed more than physical infrastructure. It also destroyed communities. Some were swallowed by landslides and floods, while many others will need to be moved from their homes as they live in areas vulnerable to future disasters. The trauma of displacement is not merely material but social and psychological. Moving communities to new locations requires careful planning. It is not simply a matter of providing people with houses. They need to be relocated to locations and in a manner that permits communities to live together and to have livelihoods. This will require consultation with those who are displaced. Post-disaster evaluations have acknowledged that relocation schemes imposed without community consent often fail, leading to abandonment of new settlements or the emergence of new forms of marginalisation. Even today, abandoned tsunami housing is to be seen in various places that were affected by the 2004 tsunami.
Malaiyaha Tamils
The large-scale reconstruction that needs to take place in parts of the country most severely affected by Cyclone Ditwah also brings an opportunity to deal with the special problems of the Malaiyaha Tamil population. These are people of recent Indian origin who were unjustly treated at the time of Independence and denied rights of citizenship such as land ownership and the vote. This has been a festering problem and a blot on the conscience of the country. The need to resettle people living in those parts of the hill country which are vulnerable to landslides is an opportunity to do justice by the Malaiyaha Tamil community. Technocratic solutions such as high-rise apartments or English-style townhouses that have or are being contemplated may be cost-effective, but may also be culturally inappropriate and socially disruptive. The task is not simply to build houses but to rebuild communities.
The resettlement of people who have lost their homes and communities requires consultation with them. In the same manner, the education reform programme, of which the textbook controversy is only a small part, too needs to be discussed with concerned stakeholders including school teachers and university faculty. Opening up for discussion does not mean giving up one’s own position or values. Rather, it means recognising that better solutions emerge when different perspectives are heard and negotiated. Consultation takes time and can be frustrating, particularly in contexts of crisis where pressure for quick results is intense. However, solutions developed with stakeholder participation are more resilient and less costly in the long run.
Rebuilding after Cyclone Ditwah, addressing historical injustices faced by the Malaiyaha Tamil community, advancing education reform, changing the electoral system to hold provincial elections without further delay and other challenges facing the government, including national reconciliation, all require dialogue across differences and patience with disagreement. Opening up for discussion is not to give up on one’s own position or values, but to listen, to learn, and to arrive at solutions that have wider acceptance. Consultation needs to be treated as an investment in sustainability and legitimacy and not as an obstacle to rapid decisionmaking. Addressing the problems together, especially engagement with affected parties and those who work with them, offers the best chance of rebuilding not only physical infrastructure but also trust between the government and people in the year ahead.
by Jehan Perera
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