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I shall post some news of interest to Sri lankans about life in Sri Lanka in the period 1950-1960 mainly. This will feature articles on music, general history and medicine. I am dedicated to humanism and refuse to judge people according to labels they are born with. Their actions and behaviour shall be my yardsticks, always cognizant of the challenges they faced in life.

Saturday, 1 February 2020

THOUGHTS ON BELIEF, FAITH AND SCIENCE AND DESTINY


THOUGHTS ON BELIEF, FAITH AND SCIENCE AND DESTINY
Man has always been curious by nature. He poses questions and seeks answers. He creates delusions such as “everything and every occurrence have a purpose” or “that everything has a beginning”.  A beginning implies that there was “nothing” before the beginning but he does not question what was there before the beginning as this leads to a spiral of uncertainty and a circular argument.

Before the advance of Science, Man had no idea of either the nature or the extent of the Universe. Most existing religions were equally in the dark. Humans were thought of as very special and Earth was more or less regarded as the Centre of the Universe (whatever it was!). This earth-centric, human-centric concept was championed by Theistic religions. Anybody who questioned that was regarded with suspicion and disdain as for example Galileo.

Humankind found out that the best way to get answers was by asking questions, forming a hypothesis and then seeking evidence to justify it. The evidence in its highest form as verifiable data but “evidence” at a lower level also satisfied many people.  What was needed was an explanation that appealed. For example, God created the universe and everything in it and in order to believe that, God had to be something with unlimited powers. This was perfectly sufficient for some. It is the “let it be X” in algebra. All of us form beliefs ultimately on the basis of some form of faith. Scientific evidence is not tested by all who read them. Quite often we accept the evidence on the basis of faith in the source of the evidence. It would not be feasible for all of us to check all the experimental results published and it is perfectly reasonable and practical to trust “trusted sources”. This does not devalue it or equate it with blind faith without a basis.

Humans also discovered that they had emotions and both pleasant and unpleasant subjective mental experiences. They also discovered that some were “luckier” than others in the sum total of their experiences. The inevitable next question was “why is this so?” Some were satisfied that it was entirely random but others saw a pattern. This gave rise to concepts of “good” and “bad”. Good actions resulted in good results and vice versa. This appeared reasonable as it provided an explanation and also a method by which future unhappiness could be reduced by appropriate action in the present time. However, a problem arose. How does such a “law” operate? Two explanations appeared to provide a solution. One was that God sits in judgement and the other is that the present life is part of a continuum of lives before the current birth, and lives after death (rebirth). This appeared to provide a neat explanation for what at first appeared as an injustice, e.g., a good man suffering from a bad experience which he didn’t deserve. The bad experience is because of something “bad” that he did in a previous life. But how do you square this up with belief in a God who is all-merciful? It depends on how you look at God. Is “He” all-powerful like some kind of force or has he got human characteristics such as experiencing love, empathy, pain, sadness etc.? In order to do this, God has to be more than an immense power capable of creating a Universe. He had to be humanised. The humanisation appealed to many as most human beings at some times in their lives have bad experiences which seem uncontrollable.  The experiences that qualify for this have shrunk with the advance of knowledge (for example, the best way to cure an infection and the discomfort it causes is to get rid of the infection- not by praying or lighting a candle or lamp as people long ago did in their ignorance). But there remain situations where one feels helpless and unhappy and in this situation, prayer can be of immense help psychologically. But this again poses a problem. Not all prayers are answered and you are entitled to ask why. If He is all-powerful and loving, why doesn’t he listen to you? Two possible answers come to mind. Firstly, God, in fact, does not exist or if he does, he is not all-powerful. Secondly, he does exist and as our existence goes beyond death (a belief in an after-life), what was seemingly a failure to respond to a prayer was, in fact, a failure  to see “the bigger picture” that God has for you; it looks bad but in fact, it is not. Some cultures overcame this problem by inventing an equally powerful Devil and there was a tussle between the Devil and God and sometimes the Devil won; the implication which some fail to see is that the Devil was more powerful than God.

Coming back to our quest for explanations, those trained in the Scientific method, sought answers by observation, experimentation, formulating hypotheses and testing them and either accepting them as true in the current state of knowledge or rejecting them because the evidence did not justify the hypothesis. This approach led to what we know of our Universe and how it operates. Science also has the humility to accept that in the face of fresh and emerging evidence, it may need to adapt or reject current hypotheses. But working hypotheses enabled us to discover electricity, explain many diseases that affect us and indeed shed light on how we Humans are constructed. It also enabled the most phenomenal control of Nature and innovations for the benefit of Man. The most notable advances in human history such as eradication of diseases, improvements in hygiene and general standards of living, reducing mortality, improvements in production and distribution of goods and services were due to Science. If humans went on Religion alone, they would still be cave dwellers!

A group of “thinkers” took another approach and studied human behaviour and tried to explain phenomena by introspection and reflection. They would not be able to explain most of the physical phenomena (such as thunder and lightning, hurricanes and eclipses), but they could form models of human behaviour and human interaction. These are the philosophers and preachers. Some did this without invoking supernatural beings such as gods but most did. Polytheism was common and monotheism was unusual till much later times.

Science has provided us with a view of the World which no Religion or Philosophy has provided. The vastness of the Universe, the minuscule nature of our planet (let alone ourselves!) in the scheme of things, the beautiful validated explanation for the diversity that exists in Nature by the theory of evolution, were total mysteries before Science. Before the theory of evolution championed by Darwin and  Wallace (and sadly even now), many people refused to accept that Humans are animals.No religion or philosophy told us that we humans have a history going back millions of years. Only science will make us pause in wonderment at how we as we are now, were not there thousands of years ago. We could trace back but the further back we go, the less we look like what we are now. If we project into the future, it would be a big mistake to form in our mind’s eye the image of populations of humans as we are. It is not difficult for us to visualise material changes such as in buildings, transport, communication methods but very few realise that if humans survived (without triggering of self-extinction), we will evolve either into unimaginable forms within the same species or more likely, give rise to a totally new species more adapted to changing conditions. Those future generations will have our skeletal remains to form images of what we looked like, just as we do now to visualise our fellow primates of thousands of years ago (unless digital storage methods evolve to persist for thousands of years). Science also teaches us that life on our planet will cease to exist with the death of our Sun. We don’t need to worry about it at the moment however as it is about 5 billion years on from now!

As stated earlier, religion has no concept of the vastness of our Universe and the high probability that there are other planets inhabited by living beings. Some devotees of Eastern religions will no doubt contest this and state that their religions speak of other beings in different planes of existence, whatever that means. They also claim that lives can move between these so-called planes of existence. In terms of spatial orientation, it is unclear whether they are referring to other planets or planes within this planet as one of the planes of existence is the animal world. It is clear to me that this itself demonstrates the fallibility of this concept as its originator did not regard human beings as animals, which clearly they are.

In light of this and our knowledge of Evolution, it can only be a matter of faith to believe that a human being can be reborn as a lower-order animal. Apart from the mere scientific impossibility, if being born as an animal is the result of some “bad action”, it implies that the condemned animal will remain condemned as how can an animal do good or bad and ascend up the ladder again? Some get over this by stating that the “store of results of bad action” is time-limited and after a variable number of births in the lower animal kingdom, a triumphant return is made as a Human!

No Theistic religion is compatible with established scientific facts. According to the Bible, our planet is only six to seven thousand years old. We know from archaeological and palaeontological evidence that Man probably originated in the continent of Africa (and possibly Western Asia) and migrated outwards about 100,000 years ago. Furthermore, according to the Bible, Man was created by God in his own image. And before that he created all living beings. There is absolutely no statement referring to the differentiation and evolution of complex organisms from simple ones and the process of selection. The only way a real believer in God can be comfortable with this is to bury his head in the sand and not think about it. This does have merits! If the reason for seeking shelter in God is to be comfortable with a state of mind which gives them solace, it will succeed. Such needs are universal and one reason why Religions have survived. Scientists who accept God appear to have different concepts of God and not the simple lay imagination of a benign and rather imposing but gentle Old man with a long white beard image.   Some just accept this dichotomy and live their lives in the way they are most comfortable, treating religion and science as co-existing truths.

But it seems to be clearer with time, that religion and philosophy can be a way for human beings to find a way to exist in his world till the inevitable demise, with the maximum amount of happiness and satisfaction and a minimum amount of pain and sadness without being diverted to answer questions to which science has far more elegant answers than religion or philosophy can provide. One can argue that in the end, it does not really matter whether the Universe had a beginning or whether Man was created or evolved and what matters is how content we will be for the duration of time X-Y= Z, where X is the current age, Y is the unknown age of death and Z is the time till then.
But Religions have and still do, pose dangers to human society and cannot be labelled as an innocent and harmless pursuit by sections of humanity. More of that in the next instalment!

Lastly, I reflect on the concept of destiny. The Oxford dictionary defines destiny as “The events that will necessarily happen to a particular person or thing in the future” (my italics). The problem is the use of the word “necessarily happen”, which implies that life is programmed in some way, if not completely, at least partially. I say partially because the definition does not state all events. It implies a lack of control and inevitability. There are some things which are inevitable, for example, if I forcibly keep a person’s head submerged for 30 minutes without access to air or Oxygen, he will die. But supporters of destiny believe that all their life events will necessarily happen in the future the way it was “destined”. To me, this is not supportable by any kind of evidence. This may appeal to those who believe in God. They could believe that there is a Master plan for all human beings and that we are merely acting it out. On the other hand, if we remove the word “necessarily” from the definition and refer to the probability of future events, we are on safer grounds. For example, if you are a heavy smoker, the probability of developing lung cancer and/or ischaemic heart disease is very high. If you grew up with caring parents in a supportive environment, the probability of developing into a well-adjusted and successful adult is high. But in both these examples, the outcome given is probable and not inevitable. A belief in destiny (it can only be a belief) is helpful for some in that if life is deterministic, it removes personal responsibility to some extent. It could also give solace when unpleasant things happen to you. It could also relieve you of responsibility in that it was after all your destiny and not your fault. To me, destiny is something which only operates with hindsight because it has happened and the fact that it happened is a fact, but before it actually happened, it could be something which came out of the blue (and impossible to predict) or something which had a high probability such that it was predicted to happen. The fact that it happened is of course not proof of the existence of destiny. Belief in destiny could also have an adverse effect by leading to a life of passivity with no real drive for achieving any form of success in life.

Monday, 13 January 2020


Prisoners of Time

For each of us
The preceding moment
Is filled with past memories
The succeeding moment
Is filled with anticipation
The present moment
Is never free from either

At the same moment
With the same conditions
Is it not inevitable

That..........

We see differently
We think differently
We react differently
We judge differently

Are we not prisoners of time
Past present and future
Is Free will a myth?

Tuesday, 7 January 2020

It happened in London.........................


It happened in London……..
Winter Reunion London January 2020,
By Nihal D Amerasekera  and Mahendra (Speedy) Gonsalkorale

Nihal begins the story:
What a wonderful winter warmer it was at such short notice. When Pram called me on the 19th of December 2019, the plan was for a quick and short get-together for two of us with Mahen and Zita. But as each day passed I could see the snowball getting larger and rolling on until the figure reached 21.

The bouquets and the applause go to Pram and Mahendra for their brilliant organisation done with so much affection, kindness and care. Pram did the reconnaissance visiting the Sri Lankan restaurant which is in the posh part of London near Buckingham Palace, meeting the owner and making the arrangements. Dammika’s is a restaurant that has won awards for its cuisine and customer care. They had created a bit of Sri Lanka in the heart of London. Dammika’s made the restaurant available to us and closed it for visitors from 12-3pm. Mahendra made a huge attempt to contact everyone in our batch living in the UK creating a WhatsApp Group in the process for easier communication. He kept in close contact with everyone making sure they knew how to reach the venue despite the many vagaries of public transport on a Sunday. All this was done with meticulous care, loving-kindness and a great deal of patience.

The cast
Pramilla Senanayake
Nihal (ND) Amarasekera
Mahendra (Speedy) Gonsalkorale
Sunil Abeysuriya and wife Sirima
Zita Perera Subasinghe and husband Joe
Shanthy Nalliah
Susil Attale and wife Rupa
Sunanda (Jimmy) Wickremasinghe
Douglas Mulgirigama
Harischandra (Bora) Boralessa and wife Harshi
Edwis Francis Samarakone and husband Tony
Indrani Anthonypillai, daughter Rose with husband John and 2 kids Maria and Johnty
Shryani Batuwittage (wife of the Late BTB)
Dhushyanthi Vedavanam (wife of the Late S.Vedavanam)
Sakuntala  (wife of N Balakumar)
Jayaratnam



Apologies were received from Manil Katugampola (Hetti), Susheila Thiagarjah (Kanagasabey), Maheswary Nadarajah (Singarayer), Dharamani Makalananda, Appu Sumathipala, Ranjit Dambawinna, Pulasthi Wickremasinghe, Rohini Abhayaratne.

The Reunion kicked off with the usual pleasantries, lots of hugs and kisses. Pram and Mahen in their speeches welcomed everyone. We made a special welcome to the wives of our batch-mates who are now no more – Dhushy (Sivakumar Vedavanam’s wife), Shriyani (Boyd Tilak Batuwitage’s wife) and Sakuntala (Balakumar’s wife). It was so lovely to see Indrani Subramaniam with her daughter Rose and her husband John with their two delightful children Maria and Jhonty. We must pay tribute to Indrani for attending all our gatherings despite her difficulties. Douglas Mulgirigama has authored a book on psychiatry in the Sinhala language which is to be released soon in Colombo. He made a brief presentation and we wish it every success. Before sitting down for our meal there was a minutes silence for our dear departed friends.

There was never a dull moment. We shared humorous stories from way back and the favourite anecdotes were repeated with some variations. Amidst lots of laughter and chat we tucked into the sumptuous buffet of buryani, roti, rice, hoppers, string hoppers and a fine selection of mouth-watering authentic ‘home-cooked’ curries. The hoppers and egg hoppers were everyone’s favourite. Friends were queuing for their arrival hot off the pan. They were topped by a dessert of Watalappan or Crème Brulee.

It was so lovely to see so many of our batch despite the short notice and the winter weather. We are most grateful to the staff at Dammika’s and their charming and enthusiastic manager for their helpful kindness and their friendly service. The food was simply delicious and rekindled our memories of home. There was the amazing and wonderful feeling that despite the years and the oceans that separate us from our birthplace we felt that we belonged together.

This was a most memorable reunion and everything finally came together beautifully. The feedback for the function has been excellent, and the expectation is that we must make this a regular event. The success of the reunion was due to the goodwill and support of all who attended. Whenever there is a reunion or a gathering, large or small, it wouldn’t happen without the energy, genuine warmth and passion of Pramilla Senanayake and Mahen Gonsalkorale. Their self-effacing modesty astounds me. The success of this event is a tribute to their hard work. I wish to thank them on behalf of everyone who attended this event.

The London Reunion 2020 was a fabulous event of friendship of our batch and all our friends who joined us. We will forever remember the happiness and the laughter that filled the dining-hall on that dreary winters day. May we have the good fortune to meet again.

Speedy continues:
My main role was to communicate with all and liaise with Pram on the venue, menu and other practical details. Pram was an amazing negotiator and full credit to her for the final menu arrangments at Dammika’s. Her legendary communication skills and powers of persuasion were a joy to behold.

The following is a summary of quotes from the WhatsApp group I set up. I called it – Medical Batch62uk. I spoke to Rohini Abhayaratne today and was so happy to hear that she was touched that I chose an image of her late dad (or Patchaya as she reminded me!) for the logo of the group. I hope that readers will get some idea of how well our reunion went from this note. It is simply amazing that we have maintained links in some form or other for nearly 58 years!

ND: Mahen both you and Pram have done wonderfully well to organise a lunch for a group who are retired and on the move all the time. Information on WhatsApp is more difficult to keep track of as there are multiple interactions that are scattered unlike emails.

Dhushy: Many thanks Mahen for the thorough illustrated instructions for us to find the place easily

Edwis Francis Samarkone: Thank you for giving directions to Dammikas. Hope we make it for 12noon. Thank you Pram and Speedy for arranging it and a wonderful 2020 to all.

John Moore (Indrani Anthonypillai's son-in-law): Thank you all so much for letting us join you. Indrani had a wonderful time, as did we all. We hope you all make / made it home safely. With much love John on behalf of Indrani and the Moores

Pram: Dear Indrani John    Rose Maria & Johnty you are certainly part of my family and you are always welcome. Glad you had a good time. Have a great 2020. God bless you. See you in the summer love pram

Edwis:. Hope these photos get through.  Tony and I enjoyed meeting all of you today. Thank you Mahen and Pram for all your efforts. Hope we all meet again in June. Kind regards to all.  Edwis

Shanthy Nalliah: Hi everyone just arrived home. It was lovely to see all of you and enjoy hoppers and wattalapam! Pram and Speedy thanks very much for beautifully organising the event. God bless you all. Pram safe journey to SL. Bye Mahendra. You will need a week to recover from the event you organised. God bless you. Shanthy

ND: Shanthy good to see you. Pity the time went so quickly

Zita: This is Zita. Joe and I thought it was an absolutely fabulous get together expertly planned! The food was great. Meeting everyone was extra special! Thanks a million

ND: Zita it was so wonderful to see you both. Seeing Joe was a bonus after such a long time. God Bless.

Zita: Thanks and it was lovely to see you. And I wish the time didn’t go so fast as we would have liked to go on chatting. But all good things have to end.

ND: Dhushy, t was such a great pleasure to see you and thank you for coming. It was so lovely to see your son and daughter and also your grandchildren. That photo of Sivakumar brought him back to life and to the happy memories of the time we spent together. Take care and please keep in touch.

Dhushy: Mahen you deserve a well-earned holiday after yesterday- you have done so much of work with Pram behind the scenes to make this mini get together a very enjoyable and memorable event. What struck me most was we were all made to feel so welcome and the friendship and fellowship amongst everyone was so evident. Thank you so much again.

Shriyani (Geeta) B: Yeah! Dushy, you said it all!  My feelings are mutual. Thanks, Mahendra and Pramila.  I enjoyed the whole experience, have a safe journey back.

Dhushy: Geetha I have been thinking of you. Will write soon. It was so lovely to meet you. Dhushyxx

Speedy:  A quick thank you to each and every one of you for a hugely enjoyable afternoon. Photos shall follow. Please send me any you took. Keep in touch and take care.

Pram: Indeed speedy. We had an awesome time. Way beyond my wildest dreams. Thank you speedy for coordinating the whole event. Thank you to each and everyone for coming. Have a splendid 2020.

ND: It was such a lovely gathering. It was a more intimate reunion than we have had before. The food was brilliant and served with loving care. Our thanks to Pram and Mahendra for the brilliant organisation and the helpful advice from start to finish. Thank you.

Jimmy: (Email) Thank you so much to you Pram and Speedy for an excellent get-together.
The Venue was good, food tasty and company good.

Speedy: We gelled so well as a group. We must extend our friendship beyond reunions and I am sure you will join me when I say that wherever and whenever we need each other, we will unhesitatingly help in whatever way we can. WhatsApp, emails texts phone messages are all there as modes of communication. May you all be content and happy

Zita: Dushy, this reunion spearheaded by Speedy and Pram has opened up for our batch mates and their families an open communications network to keep in touch, help one another and keep our friendship alive and active. Let’s make use of it and brighten up each other’s lives! Zita

Dhushy: Zita great idea. I endorse what you say wholeheartedly. Yesterday we met up for a couple of hours but I can say from the bottom of my heart that the friendship and fellowship we forged was lasting...this is what I believe. Back at home. It was such a lovely memorable afternoon with lovely people. Mahen and Pram you have done a great job planning this event so well. The organising was super. Million thanks for inviting the spouses of your departed batch mates. The food was delicious with lots of choices. Everyone had a jolly good time.  Thanks to Zita for the invaluable advice re my eye problems. The rapport amongst all of us was great. As Zita rightly said yes we could have gone on chatting but all good things have to come to an end! It was lovely to see ND and Sunanda too. I was happy to meet Attale too. Sakuntala, Sriyani and I are planning a rendezvous!
Pram have a safe journey back to Sri Lanka. Hope to see you in the summer. May you all have a Blessed 2020. Dhushy



Wednesday, 1 January 2020

HAPPY NEW YEAR -2020

Wishing all my valued colleagues and their spouses and families a very happy new year.

You would have noted my opening statement:- 
“I am dedicated to humanism and refuse to judge people according to labels they are born with. Their actions and behaviour shall be my yardsticks, always cognizant of the challenges they faced in life”.
In case readers wonder why I included the words-"always cognizant of the challenges they faced in life”, it is a recognition of the fact that in many ways, we don't really have a "free will" because, in the same situation, two people can make contrary decisions because of traumatic experiences (challenges) they faced in life which subconsciously affect their judgement. A young man brought up in an inner-city ghetto with abusive parents compared to a man brought up in a stable environment with loving parents for example. That is why we must be very careful in passing judgment on actions performed by people. Knowing the background is crucial. This type of thinking also leads to reforming a criminal rather than punishing him. I would be very interested in your feedback.

This brings me neatly to why I value our 1962 ColomboMedgrads blog and commend it to all of my Medical friends.

There are several major influencing factors in our lives.

1.  Our genes. This is probabilistic and not necessarily deterministic. If you have good genes, consider yourself lucky! Bad genes are not an excuse either!
2.    Your parents and your family and how they influenced you.
3.    Your schooling and especially your teachers
4.    The moral values you were subjected to - role models, religious precepts etc.
5.    Key Formative years, and in our case, includes our Medical undergraduate days.

The list is not exhaustive. The final factor I mentioned is of great significance to me. I changed from a wide eyed innocent boy to a mature adult. My teachers and my fellow undergraduates are and shall remain a key part of my life- not necessarily as a daily conscious thought requiring reminiscence and introspection, but certainly a key part of what makes me what I am.

I am reminded of a few worthy quotes.

(1) "True friendship comes when the silence between two people is comfortable." David Tyson Gentry
(2) "Friendship is the hardest thing in the world to explain. It's not something you learn in school. But if you haven't learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven't learned anything.Muhammad Ali
(3) "The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, not the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when you discover that someone else believes in you and is willing to trust you with a friendship." Ralph Waldo Emerson 
(4) "Growing apart doesn't change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I'm glad for that." Ally Condie

To all my colleagues I say, “Thank you very much and let us always be friends, however far apart we are!”

Mahendra “Speedy”  Gonsalkorale

Thursday, 19 December 2019

Childhood Memories of Bogawantalawa - By Dr Nihal D Amerasekera



Much to my surprise retirement is not the beginning of the end but an opportunity to get on with what I have always wanted to do but never had the time.  Travelling, reading and writing has kept me wonderfully amused and entertained. I keep active during the day by walking and running. But it has always been my desire to emulate my grandfather who spent his retirement on an ebony “harnsi putuwa” in our family home in Nugegoda. As I breathe the noxious car fumes in London, a creaky Edwardian rocking chair is my refuge from the trials of the day.  

My soul delights in the stillness as I rest in the comfort of the chintz cushions and the gracious curves of my rocking chair. As the autumn wind and rain batter my windows, I recline in my chair at peace with myself.

When the mind is idle there is often an urge to return to the dim and distant past. It gives me a soothing warmth to rummage through the archives of my mind in an attempt to recover my earliest childhood memory.

As a teenager and even much later, I was fascinated by the past and my childhood. The transition from an infant mewling and puking in my mother’s arms to a toddler struggling to walk and talk became a catalyst for a multitude of stories which my parents took great delight in reminiscing. This gave me enormous pleasure to stitch together my disconnected recollections to an accurate and continuous narrative.

My earliest memories are of Bogawantalawa. It is a magical small town in a valley in the Central Province surrounded by mountains of tea estates. In 1869, when the pioneering British planters came across this valley and its unique climate, realised its potential and grew tea in the surrounding hills. Now it is called the Golden Valley producing some of the finest high grown teas in the country famous for their distinctive flavour and aroma.

From 1940-44 my father was a Government Servant in Bogawantalawa. Those were turbulent times with WW2 raging across Europe and the Far-East.  Somehow, my little town nestling beneath the hills remained untouched by the inhumanity and the horrors of war.  As a kid, I was bemused to see the occasional convoy of jeeps and trucks carrying military men waving rifles.

We lived in a quaint upstairs house with a small rear garden.  At the front, there was a wooden fence draped in purple Bougainvillea. Our neighbour was a friendly Tamil family. Their little girl was about my age. She came over to play with me. It seems I was more fluent in Tamil than Sinhala. I wish I had kept up my language skills. The house backed on to a hill.  The village school on the hill had a large playground where I often played with my little friend. Next to the school was Mr Cherian’s house. He was the Headmaster. Although he had a stern look, Mr Cherian was a kindly man, often seen clad in a brilliant white verti. His wife was a skinny lady with a Colgate smile. She was my mother’s closest companion.


Bogawantalawa weather was wild being served by easterly and westerly winds. The rain was never far-away. I remember the cloudy skies and the rolling mist that covered the surrounding hills. But whenever the sun shone it was closer to heaven than any place else I know. People always wore mufflers and sweaters and carried umbrellas. The raincoat was a ‘must-have’ accessory. There were many British planters rushing on their noisy motor bikes. The only shop I remember is Maskeliya Stores on the High Street. It had lots of sweets on display. This was also the biggest shop in town where the great and the good did their weekly shopping. It gives me great pleasure to see the shop has survived the ravages of time and is still open for business.

It was a daily ritual for my mother and Mrs Cherian to go for walks on the gravel road in front of our house. I often tagged along with them. The road meandered through a lonely pine forest. I recall the primaeval silence of the forest except for the chirping of the cicadas. On my way, I picked up pine cones that littered the floor. My mother spoke in fluent Tamil to her friend. The deserted winding road went up to Kehelgamu Oya. This is a fast-flowing river with a simmering rage. The views were dramatic with a deafening noise of a multitude of rapids, waterfalls and swirling currents. The charming wooden footbridge across the river stood as a lone sentinel bringing calmness and serenity to the mayhem down below. The birds that bathed and frolicked in the pools perched in tandem on the wooden railings of the bridge. The striking tranquillity of this wilderness breathed freedom and peace. One cannot get any closer to nature than this.

The nights were peaceful beyond belief. There was the occasional eerie howl of jackals that broke the silence. We had a maid to look after me. She was a kindly woman with a huge repertoire of fairy tales. In those days there was the early to bed early to rise culture for kids. Before I slept there were the nightly stories of kings and queens and wicked witches. The mornings were often dank and chilly. The dew on the grass lasted until the sun shone.

I remember with such clarity my first introduction to the concept of death when I saw a funeral procession in the High Street.  The car bearing the coffin was covered in flowers. This with the procession of wailing mourners was enough to upset a 4 year-old. Death is hard to define even for an adult. My father tried his best to explain. I found it bizarre and disorientating. I kept thinking about for the rest of the day. Now, as a septuagenarian, I understand the concept of death. It’s finality however still remains shrouded in mystery. Over many centuries religions and philosophers have tried to unravel its perplexities without much success.

When so much time has passed it is hard to find my earliest memory. A myriad of memories emerge at random but they lack date stamps.  A single vivid memory, however, stands out. It was a stormy evening. I was then about 4 years old and seated by an upstairs window fascinated by a storm that blew across the valley. Streaks of lightning lit up the darkened sky. This was followed by deafening peals of thunder that was frightening. The rain fell in bucket loads. I watched in awe as the road was turned into a river. The water went rushing and crashing into everything in its path. This is such a simple childhood memory of the magical splendour and the formidable and destructive power of nature.

Those who served the Government were moved every 4 years what was euphemistically called transfers. All our possessions were loaded into a lorry and we bade farewell to our friends. As the sunset on our lives in the valley, there was a new dawn in Kadugannawa. We never returned to Bogawantalawa again. Since I retired, with time on my hands, there are always flashbacks of times past.  Occasionally those early wistful memories still wake up bringing joy to my soul. I enjoy the hustle and bustle and the bright lights in London. Time and again there are reminders of the peaceful existence in this rural idyll that distils the true meaning of life.

I still visit Bogawantalawa in my waking hours and in my dreams. My only sojourn in real-time is through Google Maps. They are mostly detailed aerial views. The village school still exists and is now called St Mary’s School. This even features on Facebook. Our house down the hill is still standing as is the road leading up to Kehelgamu Oya. I do hope the river has retained its power and dignity. Progress has encroached on the pristine pine forest. Much of it has given way to houses and farms. The roads are crowded with people and vehicles and the High Street cluttered with shops, cafes and colourful billboards. It is such a joy to discover even after the passage of over 70 years some of the old landscape is still preserved. But the peaceful and rural Bogawantalawa of my childhood only exists in a secure corner of my mind. 

I have lived longer in Britain than in Sri Lanka but the memories of home and family and friends seem such a strong pull even after nearly half a century in exile. I have left a part of me in that beautiful island of my dreams.

Friday, 27 September 2019

My musings on Evolution


The theory of evolution is to me, a proven fact and not just a hypothesis. The evidence is overwhelming. These include fossil evidence, DNA and archaeological evidence. It is the only hypothesis that explains the diversity of Nature and its failures and successes, without the need to invoke a “designer”. One of the reasons some still have difficulty in accepting it is because they fail to appreciate the enormous time scale of life on Earth. We are talking of billions of years! There are also misconceptions such as that we arose from chimpanzees whereas the truth is that we both have a common ancestor only.

The driving force for evolution is the quest for survival. This ensures that genetic mutations which enhance the chance of survival are favoured and a species will progressively become better suited for continued survival. Offspring which are better equipped will gradually overtake those that are not. This is natural selection. It is not a “law” that is “obeyed” but pure common sense. All living beings are constantly exposed to threats and it does not require any sort of faith to accept that those who are better equipped will survive, and in the course of billions of years, that is exactly what happened. Better adapted species emerged and the failures became extinct. In fact, 99.9% of all species that ever existed on Earth are now extinct. The more recent ones to become extinct (last 10 years) include the Tasmanian wolf, Pinta Tortoise, Baiji Dolphin, Caspian tiger and the Golden Toad. The closest known animal to Man (Homo sapiens) is the Neanderthal Man (Homo Neanderthalensis) and he became extinct around 40,000 to 42,000 years ago.

When it comes to more evolved species such as mammals and birds, other factors came in to influence evolution. This can be called cultural evolution. Reptiles and other less evolved species are solitary in nature and just care for themselves only. Mammals and birds have are more “social” because they have realised that to be successful as a species, cooperation, caring for other members and developing a “group mentality” has evolutionary advantages in propagating the species. Thus the notion of “survival of the fittest” was modified in the sense that in order to be fit for survival, the needs of other members of the species have to be taken into account. They don’t have a moral code as such, it is purely pragmatic. It is reasonable to postulate that these tendencies became genetically codified and hence transmitted to offspring.

At this stage, if we take a giant mega leap in how Man developed, we can see that behaviour traits which are now called “good” arose, and the “bad” ones were not favoured. At a much higher evolved and cultural level, these behaviours became entangled with the concept of “morality” driven by Theistic religions as well as any philosophy that believes in an after-life. There is no doubt that moral laws could help in the survival process. Discipline was found to be useful and different ways of obtaining it evolved. One of the most powerful is the emotion of fear. Fear figures prominently in many religions – fear of retribution,a painful afterlife wherever it is, and fear is the basis of law enforcement. But human beings appear to be driven to behave morally not just by these means. While it is true that many people behave well because of the fear factor, there is overwhelming evidence that humans who are atheists and humans who are not driven by fear of breaking the law and its consequence, still adopt moral attitudes and behaviour and this appears to be something that has evolved over thousands if not millions of years. This kind of moral behaviour is seen in birds and mammals. For example, rats share food with other favoured rats (their “mate”), wolves defend each other against grizzly bears, a prairie vole taken out from a cage in which he shared with another vole and is subjected to banging noises which stresses him and then is put back on the cage is greeted by his mate who grooms and licks him to calm him down, elephants are known to help injured or ill members of the herd, Chimpanzees show a sense of justice and those who deviate from the code of conduct set by the group is set upon by other members as punishment, vampire bats who successfully foraged for blood will share with those who were not successful.

For humans, and most probably for other higher species as well, I believe that two other factors (related) operate. The first is the desire to experience pleasure and the second is the desire to avoid discomfort. Indirectly, both these will enhance chances of survival. For example, the desire to avoid discomfort will lead to a safer life and thus a longer life through attention to matters of safety. The desire for pleasure will also, in general, promote a safer life although it could admittedly have the opposite effect at times. Pleasure often involves socially “survival” promoting behaviour such as helping others, sharing with others and caring for others. Like everything that occurs in Nature, deleterious effects can also occur with the pursuit of pleasure. There are no ordained laws which govern human beings and just as some mutations produce less well-equipped species, the pursuit of pleasure and avoidance of discomfort can act in more than one way but it is my contention that the nett result of this is towards a better-equipped species for survival.