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The turbulent brilliance of “Gia,” world’s first supermodel

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From stardom to shadows, glamour, grit, and a runway tragedy

By Dahami P. Samarathunga

It was the year 2019 and it was one of my habits to visit the local library near my hometown here in Canada whenever I got a chance because, it was one of the quieter places in the city. I remember entering its empty hallways wondering when might have been the last time that someone may have set foot in there because for some reason, though I always felt welcome, there was always a sense of cold and emptiness around the place; as if it has accepted its fate of being unrealized and unnoticed.

During one of my visits, I was intrigued by a title of a book named “Thing of Beauty”, which at first seemed like a romance or some sort of a coming-of-age novel. But I was quite taken aback after carefully going through its faded brown pages with a taped back hardcover realizing it was a biography of “Gia Marie Carangi”, who was once dubbed one the most unstoppable forces in the fashion industry during the late ‘70s and early ‘80’s.

This biography, written by Stephen Fried , who described it as “The tragedy of supermodel Gia”, showing the eerie yet common affiliation between beauty and tragedy in a world which, as some believe, it could often go hand in hand. Gia was widely regarded as the world’s first supermodel, and though some might argue that models such as Twiggy or Janice Dickinson should also deserve to be in the picture, what made Gia such a clear standout seems to be a bit complicated.

She was born in 1960 as the third and youngest child of a family of five in Philadelphia. Her short life on earth resembled elements of a dramedy (drama/tragedy), from success at an early age, skyrocketed to fame, battle with drug addiction and a premature death. In a way, she was like a bird who didn’t really get a chance to spread its wings and fly high for long because it got caught up in the dance of the winds.

Many who knew Gia personally believed her troubled and fractured childhood played a significant role in her addiction and dependence on drugs later in life. As a child, she was often described as a beautiful, but shy girl who was close to her mother. Kathleen Carangi. Gia’s mother, ended her marriage with husband Joe Carangi who was accusing her of being unfaithful and she had enough of his emotional and physical abuse for years.

Many family members believed Gia took the break-up hardest due to her closeness to her mother, having a strained and somewhat difficult relationship with her father. She often said how she felt ignored and unloved by him, as he was always closer to her brothers. ‘I’d try to get his attention and he would reject me by putting me down, making fun of me, teasing me”, she wrote in one of her journals. “He would do this in front of my brothers, I felt like they were better than me and the only difference was they were boys”.

After the separation of their parents, Gia’s elder brothers took their father’s side with Gia being caught up in the middle. Though her father, brothers and family members were quick to put the blame on Kathleen for breaking up the family, Gia was the only one of three children who would still spend time with their mother on weekends when she was only 11-years old.

Gia got her start as a model after a local photographer took a picture of her dancing at a friends’ party in Philadelphia. Shortly after, she began to appear in several local newspaper advertisements, before finally heading for New York at age 17 with the hope of pursuing a career in modeling. Wilhelmina Cooper, a fashion mogul, and a former supermodel took her under her wing and signed her on to “Wilhelmina Models” after being amazed by not only Gia’s beauty, but also her wit and no-nonsense attitude.

After her first major photo-shoot being published in late 1978, Gia quickly became a favourite among many designers and fashion magazines. Vogue described her quick rise to the top of the industry as “meteoric.” She was constantly featured in top fashion magazines such as Vogue and Cosmopolitan throughout late 1970s, and quickly became the face of luxury fashion brands such as “Aramani,” Versace”, “Christian Dior” and many more.

According to Gia, it was all due to not having to deal with any industry ‘vultures.’ “I started working with very good people, I mean all the time, very fast. I wasn’t built into a model, I just sort of became one,” she said.

By age 18, she was earning over 100,000 dollars annually with her modeling, redefining what it meant to be called a ‘supermodel’ at that time. And for a while everything seemed to go in her favour.

In 1980, Wilhelmina unfortunately died of lung cancer, which many believe was what led Gia to use drugs, later leading to severe addiction. Her depression eventually drove her into self-medication (mostly heroin). Wilhelmina was a mentor and mother figure to Gia throughout her career and losing her so suddenly left her heartbroken.

Some of Gia’s colleagues revealed that even though her sudden behavioral changes were noticeable, it was a different culture back then with many young people caught up in the slogan “live fast, die young and have a beautiful corpse.” Her hedonistic lifestyle often included drugs during a time of social, economic, and political upheaval.

Former supermodel Janice Dickinson once revealed her experience working with Gia stating, “she was not a mess like people made her out to be.” She also told a hilarious story on how they first met and started to bond with each other at a Giovanni Versace shoot when she saw Gia’s switchblade knife which she infamously carried around during some of her photo shoots.

Gia was also one of the first openly bisexual models in history. This was certainly brave on her part considering how many others in the industry from that era chose to keep their sexuality under wraps, believing it could potentially hurt their careers in the context of what was then accepted. Shortly after she began using heroin, many designers, magazines, and photographers began to complain of her behaviour, accusing her of being unprofessional. She would often be late to photo shoots and walk out during photo sessions.

But they often had to put up with it as Gia’s popularity showed no signs of waning. However, as time went by, Gia’s addiction was spinning out of control with her eventually developing a reputation as a ‘difficult worker’ in the industry. She was dropped from “Ford Models,” within weeks of being signed on despite her previous success. This sent her career in a downward spiral.

Many in the industry believed she had already blown her chances of remaining at its top as she was later forced to move back with her mother and stepfather in 1981. Even though she was constantly disappearing from home and had gotten into trouble with police a couple of times around then, she was still hopeful of a comeback. Though already blackballed in the modeling scene, interest in her remained due her former glory.

In one of her final television interviews, Gia said she had “a lust for life “and was hopeful about the future despite her addiction.” Though she claimed she had stopped using drugs and was completely clean at the time, it was later revealed to be untrue and affected an attempt to rebuild her somewhat tarnished reputation. However, she did eventually make a comeback in 1982, posing for the cover of “Cosmopolitan” – her last cover appearance for a major American magazine.

An assistants of her longtime collaborator/photographer Francesco Scavullo once mentioned how they felt something was not right saying, “What she was doing to herself finally became apparent in her pictures.”

Gia eventually quit modeling and was admitted to a rehabilitation institution around in 1984. Rob Fay, whom she was close to at Eagleville (Rehab) once said in an interview, “She was different from the other people I met there, she didn’t take any s*** off nobody.” Rob believed Gia had anger towards many things in life because, he knew she was deeply hurt inside. “She stuffed a lot of things down,” he said.

Rob was also one of the very few people who was aware of the sexual abuse she endured in the modeling industry. “She had a rough time with a lot of men in her life. There were times in NY when people just took advantage of her,” he revealed.

Months later Gia, hoping to get back on her feet, decided to move to a new apartment, instead of going back home. She started to apply for regular jobs and was later employed as a salesclerk at a local design store. One of her fellow workers once mentioned how she’d talk about her past occasionally.”She said she had been a model,” he said. “She said she used to be rich but she never said she was a big, famous model.” When her co workers were sirprised upon hearing her revelation, her response was, “Oh, yeah you’d be surprised, but I used to be like this and really beautiful.”

However, by the late 1985, Gia had begun to use heroin again and her condition was getting even worse as she would often go missing for days from her apartment, sometimes involving herself in prostitution to pay for her drugs. She was later admitted to Warminster General Hospital in Pennsylvania to treat symptoms of bilateral pneumonia, which was later revealed to be a complication from the transmission of HIV AIDS, from a contaminated needle due to drug use.

She was again admitted to hospital after being found on the streets severely beaten and raped by a man while she was sleeping outdoors on a mattress in the fall of 1986. She died a month later due to AIDS related complications.

According to her mother, Kathleen, her funeral was a quiet and private one without anyone from the industry

attending. Some of her former colleagues once revealed that most of them in the industry weren’t even aware of her death until much later. The very few who knew about Gia’s condition and demise were upset at her parents not allowing them to visit her at the hospital which made them choose to not attend her funeral.

According to some who were close to Gia in the modeling industry, she had an inherent understanding of how vile the industry could be and knew it wasn’t for the fainthearted. She didn’t seem to care much for the idolatry, praise, and attention she received, because she knew that in the end it was all temporary. But it was no secret that Gia’s short yet impactful career influenced and made significant changes in the modeling industry. It was she who changed the perception of what a super model should look like. Before her, blue-eyed, fresh-faced blondes looking like the girl next door dominated.

But with Gia’s debut in late 1970’s, her dark, melancholic, yet striking features quickly became one of the

most sought after looks in the industry. In late 1980s ‘Elite New York Agency’ signed on an aspiring

young model due to her uncanny resemblance to Gia. This quickly earned her the moniker “Baby Gia”.

She, as Cindy Crawford, later went on to become one of the most iconic models of her era. Cindy once

said in an interview that her resemblance to Gia allowed her to work with many iconic photographers.

“I always kind of feel like I owe a lot to Gia. People loved the way I looked so much like her. It reminded them of her, and that was like an opening like a foot in the door for me.’’ In 1998 Gia’s story was made into a movie, with Angelina Jolie playing the lead role earning her an Emmy nomination.

Gia had unresolved trauma stemming from her troubled childhood, abandonment issues and sexual abuse. “She was also one of those celebrities who met with a tragic end at such an early age.Apart from her battle with personal demons, she was unapologetically herself throughout her careerand this often reflected in her work.”

Iconic photographer Francesco Scavullo once fondly remembered why Gia was always one of his favourite models. “She doesn’t give you the hot look, the cool look, or the cute look,’’ he said. ‘’She strikes sparks, not poses.’’ This could be why almost 38 years after her death, Gia’s imprints, and influence are still persistent in the industry.



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Trump’s Interregnum

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Since taking office again Donald Trump has signed a blizzard of executive orders

Trump is full of surprises; he is both leader and entertainer. Nearly nine hours into a long flight, a journey that had to U-turn over technical issues and embark on a new flight, Trump came straight to the Davos stage and spoke for nearly two hours without a sip of water. What he spoke about in Davos is another issue, but the way he stands and talks is unique in this 79-year-old man who is defining the world for the worse. Now Trump comes up with the Board of Peace, a ticket to membership that demands a one-billion-dollar entrance fee for permanent participation. It works, for how long nobody knows, but as long as Trump is there it might. Look at how many Muslim-majority and wealthy countries accepted: Saudi Arabia, Turkey, Egypt, Jordan, Qatar, Pakistan, Indonesia, and the United Arab Emirates are ready to be on board. Around 25–30 countries reportedly have already expressed the willingness to join.

The most interesting question, and one rarely asked by those who speak about Donald J. Trump, is how much he has earned during the first year of his second term. Liberal Democrats, authoritarian socialists, non-aligned misled-path walkers hail and hate him, but few look at the financial outcome of his politics. His wealth has increased by about three billion dollars, largely due to the crypto economy, which is why he pardoned the founder of Binance, the China-born Changpeng Zhao. “To be rich like hell,” is what Trump wanted. To fault line liberal democracy, Trump is the perfect example. What Trump is doing — dismantling the old façade of liberal democracy at the very moment it can no longer survive — is, in a way, a greater contribution to the West. But I still respect the West, because the West still has a handful of genuine scholars who do not dare to look in the mirror and accept the havoc their leaders created in the name of humanity.

Democracy in the Arab world was dismantled by the West. You may be surprised, but that is the fact. Elizabeth Thompson of American University, in her book How the West Stole Democracy from the Arabs, meticulously details how democracy was stolen from the Arabs. “No ruler, no matter how exalted, stood above the will of the nation,” she quotes Arab constitutional writing, adding that “the people are the source of all authority.” These are not the words of European revolutionaries, nor of post-war liberal philosophers; they were spoken, written and enacted in Syria in 1919–1920 by Arab parliamentarians, Islamic reformers and constitutionalists who believed democracy to be a universal right, not a Western possession. Members of the Syrian Arab Congress in Damascus, the elected assembly that drafted a democratic constitution declaring popular sovereignty — were dissolved by French colonial forces. That was the past; now, with the Board of Peace, the old remnants return in a new form.

Trump got one thing very clear among many others: Western liberal ideology is nothing but sophisticated doublespeak dressed in various forms. They go to West Asia, which they named the Middle East, and bomb Arabs; then they go to Myanmar and other places to protect Muslims from Buddhists. They go to Africa to “contribute” to livelihoods, while generations of people were ripped from their homeland, taken as slaves and sold.

How can Gramsci, whose 135th birth anniversary fell this week on 22 January, help us escape the present social-political quagmire? Gramsci was writing in prison under Mussolini’s fascist regime. He produced a body of work that is neither a manifesto nor a programme, but a theory of power that understands domination not only as coercion but as culture, civil society and the way people perceive their world. In the Prison Notebooks he wrote, “The crisis consists precisely in the fact that the old world is dying and the new cannot be born; in this interregnum a great variety of morbid phenomena appear.” This is not a metaphor. Gramsci was identifying the structural limbo that occurs when foundational certainties collapse but no viable alternative has yet emerged.

The relevance of this insight today cannot be overstated. We are living through overlapping crises: environmental collapse, fragmentation of political consensus, erosion of trust in institutions, the acceleration of automation and algorithmic governance that replaces judgment with calculation, and the rise of leaders who treat geopolitics as purely transactional. Slavoj Žižek, in his column last year, reminded us that the crisis is not temporary. The assumption that history’s forward momentum will automatically yield a better future is a dangerous delusion. Instead, the present is a battlefield where what we thought would be the new may itself contain the seeds of degeneration. Trump’s Board of Peace, with its one-billion-dollar gatekeeping model, embodies this condition: it claims to address global violence yet operates on transactional logic, prioritizing wealth over justice and promising reconstruction without clear mechanisms of accountability or inclusion beyond those with money.

Gramsci’s critique helps us see this for what it is: not a corrective to global disorder, but a reenactment of elite domination under a new mechanism. Gramsci did not believe domination could be maintained by force alone; he argued that in advanced societies power rests on gaining “the consent and the active participation of the great masses,” and that domination is sustained by “the intellectual and moral leadership” that turns the ruling class’s values into common sense. It is not coercion alone that sustains capitalism, but ideological consensus embedded in everyday institutions — family, education, media — that make the existing order appear normal and inevitable. Trump’s Board of Peace plays directly into this mode: styled as a peace-building institution, it gains legitimacy through performance and symbolic endorsement by diverse member states, while the deeper structures of inequality and global power imbalance remain untouched.

Worse, the Board’s structure, with contributions determining permanence, mimics the logic of a marketplace for geopolitical influence. It turns peace into a commodity, something to be purchased rather than fought for through sustained collective action addressing the root causes of conflict. But this is exactly what today’s democracies are doing behind the scenes while preaching rules-based order on the stage. In Gramsci’s terms, this is transformismo — the absorption of dissent into frameworks that neutralize radical content and preserve the status quo under new branding.

If we are to extract a path out of this impasse, we must recognize that the current quagmire is more than political theatre or the result of a flawed leader. It arises from a deeper collapse of hegemonic frameworks that once allowed societies to function with coherence. The old liberal order, with its faith in institutions and incremental reform, has lost its capacity to command loyalty. The new order struggling to be born has not yet articulated a compelling vision that unifies disparate struggles — ecological, economic, racial, cultural — into a coherent project of emancipation rather than fragmentation.

To confront Trump’s phenomenon as a portal — as Žižek suggests, a threshold through which history may either proceed to annihilation or re-emerge in a radically different form — is to grasp Gramsci’s insistence that politics is a struggle for meaning and direction, not merely for offices or policies. A Gramscian approach would not waste energy on denunciation alone; it would engage in building counter-hegemony — alternative institutions, discourses, and practices that lay the groundwork for new popular consent. It would link ecological justice to economic democracy, it would affirm the agency of ordinary people rather than treating them as passive subjects, and it would reject the commodification of peace.

Gramsci’s maxim “pessimism of the intellect, optimism of the will” captures this attitude precisely: clear-eyed recognition of how deep and persistent the crisis is, coupled with an unflinching commitment to action. In an age where AI and algorithmic governance threaten to redefine humanity’s relation to decision-making, where legitimacy is increasingly measured by currency flows rather than human welfare, Gramsci offers not a simple answer but a framework to understand why the old certainties have crumbled and how the new might still be forged through collective effort. The problem is not the lack of theory or insight; it is the absence of a political subject capable of turning analysis into a sustained force for transformation. Without a new form of organized will, the interregnum will continue, and the world will remain trapped between the decay of the old and the absence of the new.

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India, middle powers and the emerging global order

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Designed by the victors and led by the US, its institutions — from the United Nations system to Bretton Woods — were shaped to preserve western strategic and economic primacy. Yet despite their self-serving elements, these arrangements helped maintain a degree of global stability, predictability and prosperity for nearly eight decades. That order is now under strain.

This was evident even at Davos, where US President Donald Trump — despite deep differences with most western allies — framed western power and prosperity as the product of a shared and “very special” culture, which he argued must be defended and strengthened. The emphasis on cultural inheritance, rather than shared rules or institutions, underscored how far the language of the old order has shifted.

As China’s rise accelerates and Russia grows more assertive, the US appears increasingly sceptical of the very system it once championed. Convinced that multilateral institutions constrain American freedom of action, and that allies have grown complacent under the security umbrella, Washington has begun to prioritise disruption over adaptation — seeking to reassert supremacy before its relative advantage diminishes further.

What remains unclear is what vision, if any, the US has for a successor order. Beyond a narrowly transactional pursuit of advantage, there is little articulation of a coherent alternative framework capable of delivering stability in a multipolar world.

The emerging great powers have not yet filled this void. India and China, despite their growing global weight and civilisational depth, have largely responded tactically to the erosion of the old order rather than advancing a compelling new one. Much of their diplomacy has focused on navigating uncertainty, rather than shaping the terms of a future settlement. Traditional middle powers — Japan, Germany, Australia, Canada and others — have also tended to react rather than lead. Even legacy great powers such as the United Kingdom and France, though still relevant, appear constrained by alliance dependencies and domestic pressures.

st Asia, countries such as Saudi Arabia and the UAE have begun to pursue more autonomous foreign policies, redefining their regional and global roles. The broader pattern is unmistakable. The international system is drifting toward fragmentation and narrow transactionalism, with diminishing regard for shared norms or institutional restraint.

Recent precedents in global diplomacy suggest a future in which arrangements are episodic and power-driven. Long before Thucydides articulated this logic in western political thought, the Mahabharata warned that in an era of rupture, “the strong devour the weak like fish in water” unless a higher order is maintained. Absent such an order, the result is a world closer to Mad Max than to any sustainable model of global governance.

It is precisely this danger that Canadian Prime Minister Mark Carney alluded to in his speech at Davos on Wednesday. Warning that “if great powers abandon even the pretense of rules and values for the unhindered pursuit of their power and interests, the gains from transactionalism will become harder to replicate,” Carney articulated a concern shared by many middle powers. His remarks underscored a simple truth: Unrestrained power politics ultimately undermine even those who believe they benefit from them.

Carney’s intervention also highlights a larger opportunity. The next phase of the global order is unlikely to be shaped by a single hegemon. Instead, it will require a coalition — particularly of middle powers — that have a shared interest in stability, openness and predictability, and the credibility to engage across ideological and geopolitical divides. For many middle powers, the question now is not whether the old order is fraying, but who has the credibility and reach to help shape what comes next.

This is where India’s role becomes pivotal. India today is no longer merely a balancing power. It is increasingly recognised as a great power in its own right, with strong relations across Europe, the Indo-Pacific, West Asia, Africa and Latin America, and a demonstrated ability to mobilise the Global South. While India’s relationship with Canada has experienced periodic strains, there is now space for recalibration within a broader convergence among middle powers concerned about the direction of the international system.

One available platform is India’s current chairmanship of BRICS — if approached with care. While often viewed through the prism of great-power rivalry, BRICS also brings together diverse emerging and middle powers with a shared interest in reforming, rather than dismantling, global governance. Used judiciously, it could complement existing institutions by helping articulate principles for a more inclusive and functional order.

More broadly, India is uniquely placed to convene an initial core group of like-minded States — middle powers, and possibly some open-minded great powers — to begin a serious conversation about what a new global order should look like. This would not be an exercise in bloc-building or institutional replacement, but an effort to restore legitimacy, balance and purpose to international cooperation. Such an endeavour will require political confidence and the willingness to step into uncharted territory. History suggests that moments of transition reward those prepared to invest early in ideas and institutions, rather than merely adapt to outcomes shaped by others.

The challenge today is not to replicate Bretton Woods or San Francisco, but to reimagine their spirit for a multipolar age — one in which power is diffused, interdependence unavoidable, and legitimacy indispensable. In a world drifting toward fragmentation, India has the credibility, relationships and confidence to help anchor that effort — if it chooses to lead.

(The Hindustan Times)

(Milinda Moragoda is a former Cabinet Minister and diplomat from Sri Lanka and founder of the Pathfinder Foundation, a strategic affairs think tank. this article can read on

https://shorturl.at/HV2Kr and please contact via email@milinda.org)

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The Wilwatte (Mirigama) train crash of 1964 as I recall

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Back in 1964, I was working as DMO at Mirigama Government Hospital when a major derailment of the Talaimannar/Colombo train occurred at the railway crossing in Wilwatte, near the DMO’s quarters. The first major derailment, according to records, took place in Katukurunda on March 12, 1928, when there was a head-on collision between two fast-moving trains near Katukurunda, resulting in the deaths of 28 people.

Please permit me to provide details concerning the regrettable single train derailment involving the Talaimannar Colombo train, which occurred in October 1964 at the Wilwatte railway crossing in Mirigama.

This is the first time I’m openly sharing what happened on that heartbreaking morning, as I share the story of the doctor who cared for all the victims. The Health Minister, the Health Department, and our community truly valued my efforts.

By that time, I had qualified with the Primary FRCS and gained valuable surgical experience as a registrar at the General Hospital in Colombo. I was hopeful to move to the UK to pursue the final FRCS degree and further training. Sadly, all scholarships were halted by Hon. Felix Dias Bandaranaike, the finance minister in the Bandaranaike government in 1961.

Consequently, I was transferred to Mirigama as the District Medical Officer in 1964. While training as an emerging surgeon without completing the final fellowship in the United Kingdom, I established an operating theatre in one of the hospital’s large rooms. A colleague at the Central Medical Stores in Maradana assisted me in acquiring all necessary equipment for the operating theatre, unofficially. Subsequently, I commenced performing minor surgeries under spinal anaesthesia and local anaesthesia. Fortunately, I was privileged to have a theatre-trained nursing sister and an attendant trainee at the General Hospital in Colombo.

Therefore, I was prepared to respond to any accidental injuries. I possessed a substantial stock of plaster of Paris rolls for treating fractures, and all suture material for cuts.

I was thoroughly prepared for any surgical mishaps, enabling me to manage even the most significant accidental incidents.

On Saturday, October 17, 1964, the day of the train derailment at the railway crossing at Wilwatte, Mirigama, along the Main railway line near Mirigama, my house officer, Janzse, called me at my quarters and said, “Sir, please come promptly; numerous casualties have been admitted to the hospital following the derailment.”

I asked him whether it was an April Fool’s stunt. He said, ” No, Sir, quite seriously.

I promptly proceeded to the hospital and directly accessed the operating theatre, preparing to attend to the casualties.

Meanwhile, I received a call from the site informing me that a girl was trapped on a railway wagon wheel and may require amputation of her limb to mobilise her at the location along the railway line where she was entrapped.

My theatre staff transported the surgical equipment to the site. The girl was still breathing and was in shock. A saline infusion was administered, and under local anaesthesia, I successfully performed the limb amputation and transported her to the hospital with my staff.

On inquiring, she was an apothecary student going to Colombo for the final examination to qualify as an apothecary.

Although records indicate that over forty passengers perished immediately, I recollect that the number was 26.

Over a hundred casualties, and potentially a greater number, necessitate suturing of deep lacerations, stabilisation of fractures, application of plaster, and other associated medical interventions.

No patient was transferred to Colombo for treatment. All casualties received care at this base hospital.

All the daily newspapers and other mass media commended the staff team for their commendable work and the attentive care provided to all casualties, satisfying their needs.

The following morning, the Honourable Minister of Health, Mr M. D. H. Jayawardena, and the Director of Health Services, accompanied by his staff, arrived at the hospital.

I did the rounds with the official team, bed by bed, explaining their injuries to the minister and director.

Casualties expressed their commendation to the hospital staff for the care they received.

The Honourable Minister engaged me privately at the conclusion of the rounds. He stated, “Doctor, you have been instrumental in our success, and the public is exceedingly appreciative, with no criticism. As a token of gratitude, may I inquire how I may assist you in return?”

I got the chance to tell him that I am waiting for a scholarship to proceed to the UK for my Fellowship and further training.

Within one month, the government granted me a scholarship to undertake my fellowship in the United Kingdom, and I subsequently travelled to the UK in 1965.

On the third day following the incident, Mr Don Rampala, the General Manager of Railways, accompanied by his deputy, Mr Raja Gopal, visited the hospital. A conference was held at which Mr Gopal explained and demonstrated the circumstances of the derailment using empty matchboxes.

He explained that an empty wagon was situated amid the passenger compartments. At the curve along the railway line at Wilwatte, the engine driver applied the brakes to decelerate, as Mirigama Railway Station was only a quarter of a mile distant.

The vacant wagon was lifted and transported through the air. All passenger compartments behind the wagon derailed, whereas the engine and the frontcompartments proceeded towards the station without the engine driver noticing the mishap.

After this major accident, I was privileged to be invited by the General Manager of the railways for official functions until I left Mirigama.

The press revealed my identity as the “Wilwatte Hero”.

This document presents my account of the Wilwatte historic train derailment, as I distinctly recall it.

Recalled by Dr Harold Gunatillake to serve the global Sri Lankan community with dedication. ✍️

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