Grateful
for everything they did for us
T.B.A. Samaranayake and Adlitia (Hema) Ranasinghe
I came to know
both of them in 1974, when I went to see their daughter, Shirani
for the first time at their home. They are my wife's mother and
father, parents of a son, two daughters and grandparents of five.
My mother-
in- law was a great lady who spent most of her time on her children,
helping them in every possible way. She loved singing, sewing and
cooking.
She was a perfect
housewife and good mother. She always treated me as her own son.
She had a great desire to see her daughter, my wife, build a house
at Nawala, her native land. I made her wish come true, but unfortunately
she passed away before seeing it happen. It was a sudden and peaceful
death in 1992.
My father-in-law
was born to a well- known family in Kamburupitiya, Matara. His father
was then a "Muhandiram". He was the sixth in a large family.
He was educated at St. Servatius College, Matara and did his higher
studies at St. Joseph's College, Colombo.
Later he joined
the Ceylon Railway. He served for many years as a Station Master
in many stations in Sri Lanka. He was loved, respected and held
in high esteem by all who knew him. He never sought fame, but was
popular with all those around him. When he retired, he was a First
Class Station Master.
I still can
remember how his co-workers cried at his farewell party. He visited
us twice in Italy. He loved to visit historical places and was lucky
to see almost every important place in Italy.
He never worried
about his age and climbed the Leaning Tower of Pisa with me.
He was a Justice of the Peace for Sri Lanka and helped many people
until his last days.
Though it broke
his heart to see his wife go before him, he carried on and lived
for another ten years. He left us in 2002 on the very same day his
wife died ten years before. It was October 7.
I am grateful
for everything they did for us and for giving me a good wife. To
mark the eleventh death anniversary of my mother-in-law and the
first death anniversary of my father-in-law, Pirith and an alms
giving will be held on October 10 and 11 at Nawala, their youngest
daughter Anoja's place. May both of them attain the supreme bliss
of Nirvana!
Ranjan Wijeyesekera
Italy
A peacemaker,
he kept the Thomian spirit alive
Selvakumar D. Ponniah
David was the best thing that happened to me in my college days
at S. Thomas, Mt. Lavinia. A calm boy with quiet pursuits in life,
who knew no hatred and anger, he was a great animal lover.
The youngest
of three sons of a pastor, David was a towering figure, both in
personality and height. Girls took a fancy to the handsome, sleek
guy who spoke well and sang well.
A regular church-goer,
he taught English as a pastime. Born on October 15, 1978, he was
laid to rest four days before his twentieth birthday on October
11, 1998. David kept the true Thomian spirit alive. Always friendly
and carefree, he remained well above petty student rivalry, jealousies
and insecurities.
He was the "good
cop" who paid with his life in the school premises by trying
to reason between two rival groups. The peacemaker became the victim.
He is gone forever, teaching us how futile student rivalries are.
He cherished
his College, his friends, his family and peers. He kept alive the
true Thomian spirit of non-violence and comradeship. But he is no
more.
David was a
beautiful spirit that was rare, and was not meant to be on this
earth, for long. It is five years since he left us. The shock of
it all overwhelms me still. It shook all of us; all his friends
and the few of us who hung out together. David, you are a long lasting
friend in our hearts.I
will cherish your memories always.
Adheeb Thaheer
London
‘Appa’,
your void cannot be filled
Ramanathan Arunthavanathan
'Appa', as he was so fondly referred to by his six children, my
beloved father, Superintendent of Police, R. Arunthavanathan, passed
away after a brief illness on September 17, 2003, leaving us with
a void which can never be filled.
An only son
of a traditional Hindu family from Chavakachcheri, educated at St.
Joseph's College, he was an honest Police Officer with a golden
heart, in the true sense of the word.
Always full
of joy and laughter, he lived his life to the fullest, and was adored
by all his children, grandchildren, relatives, friends, fellow-officers
and neighbours. Officials of the Police Hospital, doctors, nursing
sisters and staff, admired him for his sincere, lovable and humble
nature. Even after getting to know that he had no more than a few
months to live, he was simply happy to have us around him and made
minimal fuss over himself, so typical of Appa.
We, as children,
have fond memories of how secure we felt in his embrace, the kind
compassion he exuded to all beings and the patience and courage
shown during difficult times. He gave love in abundance and was
a guiding star to us. He was a great man with a truly greater heart.
He never spoke ill of others and everyone had a good word for him.
The sense of
values he inculcated in us has been passed down to our children.
He had a great sense of hospitality; anybody who came to his home
at Ratmalana was never turned away without a tasty meal. Neighbours
who loved him for 32 years lament they will miss him playing the
piano and singing at the top of his voice. I, for one, can speak
for all his children. "Appa, we fervently hope and pray we
meet again, strongly bonded in love as 'father and children' in
this long journey of Sansara."
You will be missed by all who knew and loved you immensely. Appa,
may you have eternal peace.
Mayuri Jayasuriya
Passage to eternal
life
Marian Antony Raju
God was getting tired
When a cure was not to be
So he closed his arms around you and said, "come to me".
You didn't deserve what you went through so He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful.
He only takes the best.
And when we saw you sleeping so peaceful and free from pain. We
could not wish you back to suffer that again.
- Family members
An
unforgettable sportsman of Kandy
M.E. Marikar
Sports fans in Kandy in particular and those in the metropolis in
general, will not forget that veteran sports personality of the
hills, M.E. Marikar, who left us five years ago. His service as
a sports journalist of the former Times of Ceylon, the present Sunday
Times and the Daily Mirror, was only second to that of his father,
H.M. Marikar.
Both these sports lovers were known as Mariks in their native Kandy,
as well as in Colombo.
Hailing from a respectable and well known family in Kandy, M.E’s
contribution to the field of sports was noteworthy. M.E's father,
too, was known in sports circles as he skippered the Kingswood cricket
team and was the goalie in the soccer team.
Son M.E's career as a sports writer spanned over four decades since
his days at the Times of Ceylon. An alumni of St. Sylvester's, M.E’s
name will remain in the annals of the school's sporting events as
he captained both the football and hockey teams. In the heydays
of Sylvesterine boxing, M.E. was a good boxer and was also in the
school Cadet Corps.
Having left college, M.E. continued his cricketing prowess at club
level, representing the Kandy Lake Club, Moors Sports Club, the
Government Services XI, the Sinha Regiment and even playing against
visiting foreign teams.
Cricket fans will recall his pace bowling for The Times and The
Ceylon Press XI, where he also delighted the crowds, hitting the
bowlers with gay abandon, batting in the middle order.
Soccer fans will recall his skilful playing for the Greenfield Sports
Club, Kandy YMMA, Young Stars SC, Sinha Regiment Kandy, Saunders,
Govt. Services and Times of Ceylon teams.
It is said that Presidents J. R. Jayewardene and R. Premadasa admired
this super sportsman and the latter had offered him a lift when
M.E. was walking home. The late M.E. Marikar was helpful to all
and sundry, especially to his sports colleagues. May God grant him
Jennathul Firdous.
- Len Ranjith Mahaarachchi
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