Great
Buddhist philanthropist
Sir Cyril De Zoysa
Anthropologist
Leaky once said that man became man, when he learnt the art of helping
his fellowmen. This is an echo of the eternal teachings of the supremely
enlightened Buddha, long centuries ago. The purpose of human life
is to help others, proclaimed the supreme Buddha.
Devotees of
the Buddha hold that doctrine in the highest esteem. Even today,
outstanding Buddhist devotees make it their lives' primary aim to
extend assistance to people. Sir Cyril De Zoysa, whose 107th birth
anniversary we commemorate today is an embodiment of the Buddhist
ideal of helping people. The essence of his life was service to
others.
He followed
the footsteps of numerous Buddhist devotees, promoting the welfare
of people and substantially contributing towards the advancement
of the teachings of the Buddha.
Without any doubt, Sir Cyril was one of the most distinguished sons
of Sri Lanka, who, as a Buddhist leader, patriot and philanthropist
of high eminence, elevated contemporary Sri Lankan society in a
variety of ways.
Utilizing every
resource he possessed, he made it his life's mission to ensure that
Buddhist culture flourished uninterrupted in this noble land, overcomoing
whatever obstacles.
One could very
well construe that it had been pre-ordained as it were, that he
should pioneer a Buddhist revival in this country in the 20th century.
Sir Cyril De Zoysa was born at the dawn of the 20th century in Galle.
He received his early education in Matara, renowned for its contribution
to learning at a time when Sinhala was being enthusiastically resuscitated.
His father
was a Notary Public and young Cyril had to change schools whenever
his father moved to a new area due to work. Back in Galle, he studied
at Richmond College, from where he came over to Colombo to study
at Royal College.
He was just 20, when he entered Law College.
Even in those
early years, he exhibited a personality suffused by kindness. An
anecdote illustrates this deep feeling for others. His father went
about in a hired buggy-cart, as he was not able to afford one of
his own at that time. Young Cyril assiduously saved his hard-earned
pocket money, acquired as a private tutor while still at Law College,
and bought his father a brand new buggy-cart and bull. The doting
father was immensely touched by his son's gesture.
From childhood
on, the Buddhist way of life was a built-in facet of his personality.
He was raised in a family where Buddhist values were highly esteemed.
Eventually, a historical meeting occurred that determined the course
of his life and the story of Buddhist worship in Sri Lanka. He started
practising law in Kalutara. Here Sir Cyril met the sacred Bodhi
tree at Kalutara. This spiritual meeting was the beginning of a
new chapter in Buddhism in Sri Lanka.
This Bodhi
tree has a history dating back to about 2,200 years. When the sacred
branch of the Bodhi tree was brought to Sri Lanka in the days of
King Devanampiyatissa, 32 seedlings from that holy tree were planted
at selected sites in the country. The Bodhi tree at Kalutara is
one of them.
But when Sir
Cyril came over to Kalutara, the sacred Bodhi tree was neglected.
Devotees who visited the site were driven away by the security personnel
appointed by the Government Agent.
There was also
an attempt to cut this sacred tree. Sir Cyril’s interest was
roused when he visited this place once to take a dip in the river.
There he met a devotee, who had attended upon the Bodhi all by himself
over a long period. The young lawyer impressed by the religious
fervour of this devotee, opted to help him to continue his service
to the sacred tree.
On September
7, 1951, Sir Cyril established a committee to protect this sacred
site. Investing personal funds, he transformed this holy site into
one of the most venerated religious places in this country. Millions
pay homage to this sacred tree each year. Vehicles stop at this
holy spot. There is hardly any other wayside holy site in Sri Lanka
that receives this kind of adoration.
With the passage
of time, a variety of religious adjuncts grew around the Bodhi tree.
When his business enterprises grew, he utilized a good part of his
income for religious, cultural and educational activities. Sir Cyril
also launched a bus service.
Some colourful episodes marked his life. One such relatea to the
Colombo YMBA, which is a glittering monument to Sir Cyril's extensive
service to Buddhism. When financial constraints retarded the building
effort, he turned to Sir Ernest, a Buddhist philanthropist, for
assistance. Sir Ernest gave him a stamp, saying, "Cyril take
this stamp to a particular stamp-dealer. He will give you one hundred
thousand rupees for it". Sir Cyril's odyssey in his service
to Buddhism is studded with that kind of "intrigue".
Although Sir
Cyril's name is associated very much with the Bodhi tree at Kalutara,
his service to the cause of Buddhism has been multifarious. Many
Buddhist shrines, sites and institutions have flourished through
his generosity. He was the foremost force in the restoration of
the Kiri Vehera at Kataragama. Education was yet another field that
received his attention. He donated his land for school buildings.
An inevitable
outcome of his involvement in social welfare was his entry into
active politics. There, too, he was able to achieve success. He
was the Vice-President of the Senate for six years. Then again,
he was the President of the Senate for eight years. He was conferred
a Knighthood by the British.
Though kept
exceptionally busy, Sir Cyril never neglected to observe Buddhist
rituals. Each morning he would start the day by making offerings
to the Bodhi Tree.In the late evening of his life, he attained a
state of deep spiritual serenity. His words summed up the quintessence
of Buddhism.
"Now I
am free. The state of your wealth does not really matter. These
are all illusions. I was born without any wealth. I will die just
as I was born-without any wealth. As I reach the end of my days,
Buddhism is my sole consolation, my happiness and my strength."
He said farewell
to life with words that could only come from the depths of a truly
Buddhist mind. Sir Cyril De Zoysa passed away on January 2, 1978
at the ripe age 82. To the millions who pass the Bodhi tree at Kalutara
each year, his memory is ever fresh. May he attain Nibbana.
Weligama Gnanaratana Maha Nayake Thera
A gentleman
par excellence
Bevil St. Elmo De Bruin
One chapter of our life has been closed forever with the passing
away of B. St. E. de Bruin, O.D. (Officer of Distinction) in Montego
Bay, Jamaica, West Indies, on July 19, this year. Should he have
lived, he would have quietly had his candlelit dinner in his master's
room at Cornwall College to celebrate his 80th birthday on August
28.
Bevil St. Elmo
de Bruin came to London in the early 1960s. My husband, who had
been his student, and I had the good fortune of meeting him when
he was occupying the room next to Prof. and Mrs. E.O.E. Pereira's
flat in Ealing. He had been a great admirer of my father-in-law,
the late M.M. Kulasekaram, former Vice Principal of Royal College
and was very happy to meet my husband.
From then onwards,
a great friendship developed. My husband always kept his master
posted on the Royal-Thomian scores and the results of Bradby Shield
rugger matches.
Mr. Bruin in
return would always send us the latest on motor racing which was
my husband's favourite sport having known Graf and Grafin von Trips
personally, the parents of Wolfgang von Trips who crashed in the
Italian Grand Prix at Monza in 1961.
Mr. Bruin left for Cornwall College, Montego Bay, in 1962 after
a short teaching spell in London. Later in the summer of 1965 he
returned to London on a month's holiday and stayed with us.
It was one of
the most memorable periods of our life. During that month, old Royalists
who were living in England and who had heard that Mr. Bruin was
in London came to see him and reminisce about their school days.
They spent time with their old master drinking Jamaican rum and
relishing Sri Lankan food. Our son who was taking his first footsteps
had Uncle Bruin saying, "Come Putha", almost falling over
in his eagerness to run to Mr. Bruin's outstretched arms. Often
Mr. Bruin would carry our son perched on his shoulders, having a
grandstand view, while walking around London.
Mr. Bruin never
failed to keep in touch with us up to his last few months.He was
able to write on any subject - be it a very descriptive train journey
from Kingston to Mo-Bay, cricket, Jamaican politics - he had a large
repertoire. He wrote on the thousands who perished in the 9/11 Twin
Tower disaster and also gave exact figures on the victims of the
atom bombs dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
When the Jamaican
government conferred on him the honour of Officer of Distinction,
he sent us the newspaper clippings where past students of Cornwall
College had written in with such admiration of their master. When
Mr. Bruin was offered the Headmastership of Cornwall College he
graciously declined to accept it saying that he preferred to live
in his single room. His keynotes were simplicity and generosity.
When I was expecting
our second baby, my husband who did not have a very good job said
to me that I would have to go into a government hospital to deliver
the baby.
I happened to mention this to Mr. Bruin and he simply wrote back
to us asking me to please book into a private nursing home, and
enclosing a cheque for £100. Here was a gentleman par excellence.
His magnanimous act will never be erased from our minds until memory
fades.
Royal lost
an excellent and dedicated master; it was Cornwall's gain. I am
sure he loved Mo-Bay and Cornwall as he got the respect he richly
deserved for his dedication to his pupils. But he was also very
much for Sri Lanka as well. Until we meet again - may his soul rest
in peace!
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