Green July

Black or green, does it make any sense?Recently, I had a chat with a friend of mine about the infamous July massacre which took place in 1983. He, as an 11 year old school boy at that time, has witnessed some of the incidents. But I have no memory of any such thing purely because I was just a 5 year old, living in a remote village in Southern province at that time. It was a 99% Sinhala speaking community in our village with a handful of Tamil speaking tea pluckers and laborers and I don’t ever think that our villagers were so cruel to hurt any of those innocent people.

As the conversation grew between me and my friend, I realized that he has an interesting view point on the 1983 riots, which is widely considered as a turning point of our history. He was against calling it a ‘Black July’ and insisted on calling it a ‘Green July’, because it was the ‘greens’ (the ruling party of that time, the United National Party) who allegedly triggered the events and as a nation, we (Sinhalese) are not responsible for it. He went on to say that it was the Sinhalese themselves who saved the lives of many thousands of targeted Tamils. If the Sinhala nation was responsible for the events that took place, what about the Sinhala people who stepped up to safeguard the Tamils? I didn’t agree with him, nor did I go on to argue.

According to what I’ve read on the happenings of July 1983, I can imagine the ruthlessness and brutality of the violence unleashed upon innocent civilians. There has been incidents where people were burned alive and what is mentioned in this poem is an absolute shocker if at all it is nothing but truth. No matter who triggered the events, what motivated them to go on a rampage, how cruel were their acts, 25 years later we are left with one big question; what if?

What if J.R. Jayewardene did not order the funerals of 13 dead soldiers to be taken place at the Kanatte on the same day? What if he put his troops and police on alert to prevent any retaliatory act? What if he had a back bone to address the nation, explain the situation and ask them to be patient? What if he was calm enough to foresee the consequences of racial riots? What if he had his powerful cabinet under control not to let them play with the emotions of ordinary people? Having known as the ‘old fox’, what if he was cunning enough to handle the situation tactically rather than emotionally?

There were things which could have been and should have been controlled. The ex-president could have done these things with immense ease because he was the most powerful man to lead this country in post colonial times. He had an 80% majority in the Parliament, executive powers, arguably the strongest cabinet ever as well as backing from most powerful nations in the world, except India. He was the most experienced statesman at that time and he should have known the roots of the issue in and out. But for the ill fortune of many future generations to be born in this country, he didn’t take the hard and bitter decision to control the exploding tension of the majority, and the rest is history.

Whether it was a blue, black or a green July, painful memories of those who suffered will linger though many years to come and the hatred will be passed on to many future generations, until we all realize that hatred cannot be cured by hatred. That day seems way too far.

Why die?

Why die?This is an era where people die for reasons that they are not exactly aware of. Some people get killed randomly and unknowingly whereas some get killed knowingly. People who get blasted by bombs, accidents and sudden illnesses are the ones who die unknowingly. Those who are in battle fronts, involved in clashes or on suicide missions, those who are suffering from fatal illnesses are the ones who die knowingly. Either way, a death is always a tragedy. But what do you achieve by dying? What do you achieve by killing another?

At times this is a bit of a mind boggler for me. Think about a soldier in the battle front. His life is always in danger and he is unlikely to think about a tomorrow. He is fighting to safeguard what he believes is his country. If he gets killed in the process, what would he achieve? Nothing. Why? Because, the dead can’t achieve anything. You have to be alive for that. Then what about the society? What is the value of his life for the society? You never know. Has he safeguarded the country? Has he made living better for everyone else? May be or may be not. In our long history, many hundred thousands of people have sacrificed their lives to safeguard this country. So are we safe now? Then why fight? Why die?

Think about the other side of the story. Some people fight, kill and even commit suicide to win a separate country for their nation. But in the end, what do you achieve by killing others and killing yourself? Does it win you a country? Even if it does, what does it mean to you? Nothing, because you are no more! Have you contributed to win a country for those who live? You never know. How can you guarantee that your sacrifice will win your people a country? What is the assurance that your sacrifice will make a better future for everyone else? Couldn’t you have done it better alive? Then why fight? Why die?

If you invent something new, if you grow a plant, if you build a house or even if you make a music track, it will last even after your death. There, you have achieved something while you are alive and you have left something behind for the society as well. You don’t kill yourself or let yourself die in trying to achieve those. You don’t kill anyone else too. If you cannot achieve something alive and without ending the life of someone else, why try it? Even Nirvana, the highest and ultimate of all Buddhist aspirations, is achieved when you are alive. So why die for anything less?

My whole point is, there’s nothing you can achieve by killing and dying; there’s no point even trying. All you achieve has to be when you are alive and by letting others live. If you want to hurt someone for some reason, killing doesn’t serve the purpose, does it? A Swedish colleague of mine once queried, “why should you kill a man when you can humiliate him endlessly while he’s alive?“. He’s got a valid point there. Even if you kill your biggest enemy, how does that assure a better tomorrow? Exit of one enemy will only leave a space for another, wouldn’t it? So why kill? Why die?

Modi

Modi, irritating arroganceThis is none of my bloody business but I couldn’t resist myself from writing about this arrogant Indian after seeing a news item on Cricinfo.com. ‘Modi‘, in Sinhalese, has the meaning ‘foolish female‘. Some acts of this man called Lalit Modi are both foolish as well as feminine. He’s the Chairman and Commissioner of the famous IPL as well as the Vice President of the Indian Cricket Board (BCCI) and hence the most influential man in the Cricketing world at the moment.

First, he stole the idea of Twenty20 league Cricket from ICL, who initiated the concept and went on to hold two successful series before IPL came alive. ICL included prominent Cricketers of the caliber of Shane Bond, Nathan Astle, Chris Cairns, Brian Lara, Marvan Atapattu, Inzamam-ul-Haq and Stuart Law. The commentary team consisted of the likes of Tony Greig and Dean Jones. Even though it wasn’t as colorful as the IPL, they had a decent series with considerable success. The Indian Cricket Board’s response was to ban all the players and officials from taking part in any form of Cricket in their recognition. Then they disgustingly copied the idea and held their own version of league Cricket.

The IPL went on to hold their inaugural tournament with the participation of international stars as well as established and upcoming local Indian talent under the patronage of Lalit Modi. The way they picked international payers raised many eyebrows as those players were auctioned for the first time in the history of the game. It was like trading your talent and dignity in the stock market. Well, if it was not a problem for those players, why should we bother?

Then came the idea of a Champions League, consisting of domestic Twenty20 finalists from India, England, Australia and South Africa. However 15 of the 18 English county teams included at least one player who had taken part in ICL. This was not in the liking of Lalit Modi and he threatened that any team with any ICL association would not be allowed to take part in the Champions League. In the latest development, Indian Cricket board ‘advised’ it’s players against signing for any English County that has contracted ICL players. I just can’t imagine how stupid that is, and arguably the most irritating sporting news of recent times. This is all because of the monetary power of the Indian Cricket Board and Lalit Modi, who brings in huge amounts of money in to the Board.

Even though now he seem to appear as a ’saint’ in front of the media, Lalit Modi has a tainted past of drug trafficking, assault and kidnapping and has once been sentenced to 2 years of imprisonment from which he has been released on probation. Other than his immense wealth and business involvements, he has nothing to do with Cricket. More than anything, he has no damn business in restricting players from taking part in the game, whether he likes it or not. They are not sleeping with your wife mate… they are just playing the game and earning some money. If you can earn money from the game, so can they. So just don’t be a dumb ass in taking these things personally.

In my opinion, this is a brutal discrimination and the ICC has to take good care of the matter before it reaches the point of no return. Indian Board has an immense power in world Cricket and virtually monopolizes it at the moment. No individual Cricket board says a thing against them fearing loss of billions of Dollars. This is very much like how the English dominated the scene in 70s and 80s. Even in Sri Lanka, those who took part in the ICL are not allowed to get involved in the game in any format, be it playing, umpiring or commentating, purely because they are afraid to turn their back on the Indians. However strong trade and employment rules in the UK do not allow their Cricket board to take such ruthless actions against ICL players.

As a fan of the game I believe that it’s quite disturbing to allow certain nations or individuals to take control of things. People like Lalit Modi would always bring unwanted trouble along with their money in to the game. It would be great for the game if the ICC can become independent of these blokes first and let the game be independent too.

Running with a Psychiatrist

Runing with a PsychiatristThose who do not agree with my insights on this blog may have thought I should consult a psychiatrist. Well, I’m at least running alongside a psychiatrist now. I’m going back to the University grounds where I was virtually reborn. I have been a regular at the University grounds on Tuesdays and Fridays even after passing out. But the habit became irregular with work commitments and finally came to a standstill after the baby girl arrived. With a little bit of encouragement from my wife and a medical report (which revealed that I am a bit high on bad cholesterol), I started going back.

I take great pleasure in running, stretching and exercising at the University grounds. It’s always a great feeling to hit the lush green and sweat around after sitting in front of the computer whole day. It’s even greater to spend a couple of hours in the company of ‘the psychiatrist’, a former captain of Rowing and a great personality, who never misses the ground if he’s in the city.

Being aged well past mid thirties, father of two and a busy doctor, he still finds time to go to a gym at least once a week and spend some time on ergo meters. At the same frequency he appears at the University grounds for his usual run. With the car permit untouched, he rides his corroded foot cycle all the way from Angoda, does his bit at the grounds and rides it back home. It’s amazing how he maintains his fitness level all the way from his Rowing days as an undergraduate in mid 90s. Weather or health condition and other constraints are pretty much irrelevant for the man and some days you would see him running way past 7.00 pm on the extreme edge of the ground. So dark the fellow is, it would be quite hard to spot him in half light unless you see him smiling!

For me, he’s arguably the best athlete the University has ever produced. Undoubtedly he is the fittest (both mentally and physically) person I have ever known. His achievements speak for himself. He possesses a great record of never having lost a race in Rowing during his time. The only time his boat has come second has been when he rowed in a Graduates’ Four and the crew has included a lady. (Ironically the lady has not been the culprit, but an unfit man). Stories of his adventures and achievements on dirty Beira waters are endless and apparently he has dominated the era with his immense dedication and talent.

Very much contrast to the modern day doctors, he doesn’t care a shit about his outlooks, status or ego. He dare walked into my wedding reception at a star class hotel in Colombo in just a T-shirt and a Denim trouser. He’s a great motivator as well as a mentor. During my days at the University, it was him who pumped the never-say-die attitude to the University Rowing teams. He always knew who was working hard and who was fooling around. He would never settle for anything less than 100% of effort, be it on the water or on the ground. I was very lucky to have rowed with him, again in a Graduates’ Four, but that time we managed to hammer our traditional opponents by a huge margin.

He possesses very interesting insights. As I can understand, he’s a Sinhala extremist (or may be a couple of steps below) who believes in war and doesn’t care much about what minorities deserve in this country. He thinks that the terrorists should be (and could be) wiped out by military means and doesn’t believe in devolution of power even after that. Even though he is not a ‘blind’ patriot like many others, he is very optimistic about the future of the country. He could have earned millions in any another country with all his qualifications but still loves to be here and survive with the unbelievably low salary that he gets. Private practicing is completely out of his equation. In religious perspective, he’s predominantly an atheist and hardly believes in anything that cannot be proven scientifically.

He’s a marvelous source of knowledge on any given subject because he reads a damn lot. Hence it’s always nice to talking to him because you are very much likely to learn something new out of every discussion. Unfortunately he is due to travel overseas on his further academic endeavors but unlike other doctors, his return can be 100% assured. His valuable company on my weekly fitness outings will be badly missed though.

Attaining Nibbana, the Sri Lankan way

Attaining Nibbana, the Sri Lankan wayThe prime objective of a Buddhist monk is to learn, understand and follow the noble eight fold path preached by Lord Buddha in order to attain (if that is the correct term) Nibbana and guide their followers to do so. All other things coming up in their lives are secondary in front of this noble objective. Unfortunately, as in many other cases, things are on the wrong track here in Sri Lanka. What Buddha preached more than 2550 years ago, according to my understanding, is a universal truth and should have no borders or constraints. But, this island nation has developed its own version of Buddhism called Sinhala-Buddhism which has wrapped the universal truth by the nationalism and hence, we don’t have it as pure as it should have been.

A vast majority of monks nowadays are Sinhala-Buddhists and what they preach are absolute rubbish in comparison with pure Buddhism. (Not to be misunderstood that I claim myself to know everything in Buddhism). Being Sinhala-Buddhists, these monks have freedom to involve in politics, get elected to the Parliament, support the war and killings, tell lies to the public, spread hatred among the people and be a part of malpractices, corruption and thuggery. It is said that you need to carry an immense amount of good credit (Karma) from your previous lives to be able to wear that yellow robe in this life. But just few days back, we saw hundreds of Sinhala-Buddhist monks wearing the sacred yellow robe getting hammered by security forces for whom it is enough to pass the 8th grade to wear that uniform, let alone the credits from previous lives.

I don’t know when this Sinhala-Buddhism started, but I remember reading a column by a certain extremist professor who ‘proudly’ says that it was Henry Steel Olcott’s influence that triggered the concept. According to Sinhala Buddhists, we should first protect our nation (Sinhalese) before anything else, because they claim that Buddhism would not survive without Sinhala nation. It is hard to believe that a universal truth cannot survive without a particular nation. For me, the whole concept of ‘nation’ (and race, cast or creed for that matter) is insignificant if you think in terms of Buddhism. If you believe in reincarnation like all Buddhists do, what would happen if you are born as a Tamil or Muslim in your next life, while acting against those nations in this life? More than that, what would happen (by any chance) if you remembered what you did in your previous life?

As far as I know, there’s no place for extremism or racism in Buddhism. It’s not a joke, nor something to cry about. It’s not a commodity; it’s not about miracles either. It’s not there to give vision to the blind or voice to the dumb. It’s all about truth and hence it’s bitter. It was meant for intellectuals and not for fools. There are so many examples in Buddhist literature about individuals who were lucky enough to be born at Buddha’s time, listen to his own words yet failing to understand what he says. You just cannot compromise the quality of Buddha’s teachings for the sake of making it understandable for each and every individual in the society.

If you listen to preachings of modern day monks, you are most likely to hear a ‘remixed’ version of Dhamma. Some of these monks could well compete with the biggest comedians in the country. Their preaching sessions are full of laughter. Some would talk fully supportive of the war and some dare redefine Buddha’s teachings to suite their personal and political agendas. I remember a certain ‘Chakrawarthi’ monk saying recently that during a war, if you go forward shooting at your enemy and if they get killed in the process, still you don’t commit a sin. I don’t quite understand this theory. Probably I’m not brainy enough to understand what a killing means and how you commit a sin in doing so.

All in all, it is apparent that Sinhala-Buddhism and its caretakers have ruined the noble teachings of Buddha. Nobody questions the behavior of these monks, not even the chief incumbents. Which chief incumbent had guts to speak a word when several monks decided to contest an election? Which chief incumbent had guts to ban a certain monk started talking double meaning filth and selling them in CDs recently? Which chief incumbent had guts to prevent hundreds of student monks hitting the roads to win certain claims and get hammered like stray dogs in the process? In which part of Buddhism has these types of acts allowed? The civil society has also fallen dumb by mere respect.

There was a severe discussion in the country about converting Buddhists into other religions by giving massive incentives. As a remedy, some political monks attempted to pass a bill in the Parliament to ban such acts. While those monks themselves behaving in absolute contrast to what they ideally should have been doing, would it be of any use if they pass thousand such bills and impose thousand such rules? How would you expect an average man to respect these monks when they get their balls squeezed by politicians? In that sense, it’s not the extremist religious groups or western forces that are ‘conspiring’ against Buddhism. The biggest enemy lies within us.

My belief is that it’s high time for a social discussion to redefine the role of Buddhist monks. The chief incumbents and intellectuals should get together and put things on the right track. Those who are involved in politics in any form should be stripped off their yellow robes, be it Chakrawarthis or Pundits, because that certainly is the worst thing happened in the recent past. Monks have a much nobler role to play in this complicated society than being in the same boat with dirty politicians. Those who talk bullshit in public and trying to be jokers, those who ask for money to attend a ‘bana’, those who conduct false meditation classes and those who live in their own high class monasteries should be chased off. If we are left with 10 quality monks, let it be. It’s far better than having thousands of corrupted around.

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