He
had the welfare of people at heart
Haleem Ishak
A
bridge-builder between Sinhalese and Muslims
The news of Haleem Ishak's death brought unbearable sorrow
to me, as he was one of my close friends for four decades.
In our journey through Sansara we come across all sorts of
people, but those like Haleem are rare. I first met Haleem
at the Colombo Municipal election in 1962. He was the SLFP
candidate for Kuppiyawatte.
Opposing
Somaweera Chandrasiri, MP who was Haleem's key campaign speaker,
I supported the UNP candidate. My speech was so harsh that
Haleem gave a press interview threatening libel action. But
both of us became good friends, representing governing and
opposing parties in the CMC. Though I resigned from the Municipal
Council, our friendship never ended. We were "mango friends"
through thick and thin. We fought many a political battle
in Parliament and elsewhere. Haleem was a resolute campaigner
against corruption. He sincerely believed that all power corrupts,
but absolute power corrupts absolutely.
Circumstances compelled him to change his political colouring
but most leaders got the best out of him and never gave anything
in return. I am aware of the assurances and promises given
to him by leaders which were never fulfilled. He was not a
hot- headed politician moved by anger or indignation. He hated
injustice, tyranny and immorality. He was always fair and
generous to his opponents. He helped his friends and even
sacrificed his political career in coming to the rescue of
so-called friends who ultimately neglected or ignored him.
Haleem was a true sportsman who played the losing game with
patience and fearlessness. I met him often after he had fallen
ill and a few days before his death spent considerable time
with him. I considered him a bridge builder who was doing
his best to bring the Sinhalese and the Muslims together.
Haleem was a devoted husband and good father. May eternal
bliss be with him.
P.A. Jinadasa Niyathapala |
The
great reformist and architect of modern Turkey, Mustafa Kemal Ataturk
in a statement made shortly before his death in 1938 said, "Any
human being who believes that the destinies of other human beings
depend wholly upon him personally is a petty man, failing to grasp
the most elementary facts. Every man is destined to perish physically.
The only way to stay happy while we live is to work not for ourselves,
but for those to come".
Haleem Ishak, whose death brought sadness to all those who knew
him epitomized the sentiments expressed by Mustafa Kemal Ataturk.
Altruism was the driving force behind all his actions and he had
the welfare of his fellow-beings at heart all the time.
When my son broke the news to me on September 24 that Haleem Ishak
had died, I was saddened deeply, for it was only a few days earlier
that I received a letter of appreciation from him for the work I
am doing as Principal of Zahira College. "I am aware of your
past as a Principal and I hope your experience will be used for
the benefit of the students of Zahira, and I wish you all success."
He
died the way he lived without rancour towards anybody, with peace
within himself and wishing and praying for the wellbeing of others.
With the death of Mr. Ishak, the country in general and the Muslim
community in particular have lost a man in a million, whose greatest
attribute was caring for others. As a community leader, politician
and elder statesman he left an indelible mark on the affairs of
his community and country. His death has left a void which is hard
to fill. The large number of people who thronged the Kuppiyawatte
burial ground spoke volumes of the love and affection in which Mr.
Ishak was held.
Mr.
Ishak who came from a family with strong links to social service,
followed the footsteps of his father, N.M.M. Ishak. He entered politics
by being elected as a member of the Colombo Municipal Council. He
was always accessible even to the poorest of the poor and made use
of that position to work and toil for the well being of the down-trodden.
He graduated into national politics and was elected as one of the
very few members of the opposition in 1977, when the UNP won a landslide
victory at the general elections. His contributions to parliamentary
debates were informed, eloquent and down to earth.
I am personally aware of the painstaking manner in which he did
his homework before a debate. On numerous occasions when he had
to speak on educational topics, he would call me and ask questions
pertaining to the educational problems facing the country and the
manner in which they are addressed in the international arena, especially
with the intervention of organizations like UNESCO and UNICEF.
He was an eloquent speaker in Sinhala. Whether on the political
stage or in person to person communication with his constituents,
he always exuded a sense of honesty and sincerity which had a lasting
impact.
I have often heard him saying that as a representative of the people,
a sacred trust has been placed upon him and it was his duty to live
up to that trust. He will be remembered by the people who elected
him both to the Municipal Council and Parliament.
Mr. Ishak was an old boy of Wesley College, Colombo and had the
distinction of being elected President of the Old Boys’ Union.
He worked hard to marshal the resources and capabilities of old
boys to make tangible contributions to their alma mater. Whatever
the task he undertook in that capacity, he performed it with diligence,
dedication and single-minded steadfastness.
As a person concerned with the welfare of Muslims in Colombo, he
paid considerable attention to the improvement of educational standards
in government Muslim schools and did whatever possible to provide
them with much needed infrastructure. Although he did not achieve
great heights in the field of education, he was convinced that the
future of the Muslims depended on education. It was that conviction
that made him pay special attention to schools in his constituency.
He was also concerned about Zahira College, Colombo, the oldest
and leading Muslim education institution in the country. Inspite
of his onerous responsibilities he agreed to serve as a member of
the Board of Governors of Zahira College. He made this an opportunity
to serve and provide useful suggestions to the college authorities
to enable them to improve the educational standards of the poor
children attending the institution.
His life was so gentle, and the
Elements so mixed in him, that
Nature would stand up and say to all the world
This was a man.
Dr.
M. Uvais Ahamed
He
was compassionate and ready to help
P.B. Liyanage
It is with a deep sense of sadness that I write about the death
of P.B. Liyanage on September 14. Mr. Liyanage was a therapy radiographer
at the Cancer Institute, Maharagama, and I met him at the Colombo
General Hospital in 1957 when he came there for trade union work.
He was not a vociferous or slogan-shouting trade unionist. He was
calm and quiet but was able to persuade me and others to join the
Govt. X-ray Technical Officers' Association, which was founded in
1948. He was Hony. Secy. of this union from 1957 to 1966. Later,
though I was away from Colombo, I kept track of his untiring efforts
to bring relief and benefits to union members.
Many were the enemies of Mr. Liyanage, but he carried on regardless
of the obstacles placed in his path, sometimes even by his own comrades
to discourage him. Mr. Liyanage left Sri Lanka in 1972 for employment
in Britain, where he lived for about 18 years. He was compassionate,
ready to help his colleagues, friends and even enemies whenever
they needed it.
Mr. Liyanage's wife predeceased him in 1986 when he was in Britain.
After he returned to Sri Lanka in 1990, he became a religious and
social worker helping a number of charitable institutions and destitute
people.
Farewell to thee! my friend,
You certainly carry the gratitude
of the Sri Lanka Radiographers
May you attain the eternal bliss of Nibbana!
Marshall
Fernando
His
sketches did the talking
Jiffry
Yoonoos
The recent death of Jiffry Yoonoos removes from our midst a cartoonist
par excellence, who bestrode the field of journalism like a colossus.
A contemporary of Collette of Daily News, Yoonoos was attached to
the Tamil daily, Thinakaran, as a staff cartoonist.
Both were masters in caricature and sketching people who mattered.
Leaving Lake House, Yoonoos embarked on a perilous career path to
join the Aththa, the Communist Party daily, in the mid-1960s when
it was in choppy waters.
Despite heavy odds, he proved himself, keeping pace with the fascinating
editorials of then editor of the Aththa, B.A. Siriwardena.
He had a flair for depicting political heavyweights in his cartoons,
which caught the attention of a wide readership. His Appuhamy was
very popular. His pen and ink sketches did the talking and sometimes
were a censure on powerful people. He paid a heavy price for his
forthrightness when ruffians entered his home and intimidated him.
Talented artists of the calibre of Yoonoos are a vanishing tribe.
When I met him last on March 15, he offered me a cup of tea, thanked
me for visiting him and invited me to come again. But alas, he has
crossed the great divide. Inna-Lillahi-wa-Ilaihi Raji-un. Not only
his wife and children but also journalism are poorer by his death.
May his soul rest in peace.
M. Azhard Dawood |