Those
memories can fill a book
Grace Amerasekera
I was deeply saddened by the obituary of Grace
Amerasekera who passed away in December 2004 and was overwhelmed
by grief as I turned back the pages of my life to the 1950s. She
was married to my father's brother - N.M. Amerasekera affectionately
called "Tiny". They were married in 1941 and moved to
Etana Estate, Warakapola where he was the Superintendent for 20
years.
Memories
of those years can fill a book. My earliest recollection is of the
many happy holidays I spent with their children in those idyllic
surroundings amidst the tall rubber trees. She treated me like a
son and in fact, introduced me as her third son to the many visitors
who found refuge in their large PD's bungalow. I've had many occasions
to be grateful for her kindness, which has remained in my memory
despite the passage of half a century.
I
feel privileged to have shared those years. She had an open house
and there were many lavish parties to entertain their large circle
of friends. Aunty Grace was a wonderful host at these occasions.
She
had her share of misfortunes too. Leaving Warakapola and the loss
of her husband in 1971 at the age of 58, took a lot out of her.
It was the close family ties and the strong Christian faith that
helped sustain her.
Throughout
the 1950s they were both livewires and virtual life members of the
Kegalle Planters’ Club, then a gathering place for the high
and mighty in the district. Her charm and sense of humour helped
gild those memorable years.
She
always gave a helping hand to her many loyal servants who remained
faithful to her to the very end. My own personal loss fades into
insignificance by the loss felt by Nimal, Gamini, Shirani and Renuka.
Although I was to meet Aunty Grace in November 2003 when visiting
Sri Lanka, it was prevented by a quirk of fate at the last minute.
Both
her parents died leaving a young family and she took it upon herself
to look after and educate her brother Douglas. He passed away a
few days before her. That sadness was perhaps too much for her to
bear.
She
spent her final hours in hospital and passed away without fuss and
with great dignity. We give thanks and celebrate her long and eventful
life. She has enriched our lives. The love and kindness she showed
us will never be forgotten.
Grant her O Lord eternal peace.
Dr. Nihal
D. Amerasekera
He
found true happiness in helping others
Marhoom
Haji Lafir Cassim
Marhoom Haji Lafir Cassim died on April 6, 2005. His death was an
irreparable loss to the Muslim community. His name was identified
with the YMMA movement in Sri Lanka as he was the founder Secretary
General of the All Ceylon YMMA Conference.
Lafir
Cassim's life was an example to others in the field of social service.
He had a close affinity with the YMMA Maligawatte which later became
the National Council of YMMAs in Sri Lanka. He was my mentor in
the YMMA movement. It was a pleasure and privilege working with
him. I learnt the ABCs of my social work from him.
To
revamp the YMMA Maligawatte, he took over its presidentship again
in 1967. I was elected secretary and though I hesitated, Lafir Cassim
told me, "Don't worry, I will guide you to do your work properly."
I am happy I took up the position which strengthened our relationship
and eventually remained a source of guidance in my life.
He
never felt ashamed to admit that he joined Lever Brothers as an
ordinary painter and rose up to the position of Cost Accountant
in the company. "I went for evening classes to learn my English
and accountancy and made my way to the top through perseverance,"
he told others with a sense of pride and modesty.
As
a religious worker, he never failed to attend the weekly 'Diyaya-
Halara Majlis' which was held in Zaviyas, small mosques in the city
of Colombo. Holding a prestigious position at Levers, Lafir Cassim
used to move with the common people as equals when it came to the
YMMA work or religious work attached to Shazuliayah Foundation where
he was the secretary.
I
recall how he came to my wife's funeral to participate in the Halara
Majlis even during his illness. As a social worker, he was humble
in his approach, honest in his dealings and transparent in his activities.
I
can still remember how I went with him to the Department of Inland
Revenue to make Maligawatte YMMA a government-approved charity.
We had to take a bundle of accounts books to meet the Inland Revenue
Commissioner.
As
a young man, I felt shy to carry more than three books but Lafir
Cassim kept all the remaining books on his head and walked straight
through the crowded Fort pavements to the Department of Inland Revenue.
Even
after his retirement, he preferred to spend his time working for
the community. He remained with the Baitulmal and Islamic Secretariat
during the last days of his life.
I
pray to the Almighty to shower his blessings on Lafir Cassim whose
life was an inspiration and example to others. While saluting this
noble gentleman, we can declare: “There lived a man who found
happiness in helping those who were in need of assistance."
Mohammed
Rasooldeen
The
country lost a legal luminary
H.W. Jayewardene
It was on April 20, 1990, 15 years ago that Dr. H.W.
Jayewardene, QC, a great advocate of Sri Lanka, left this world.
He was an advocate par excellence, Queen's Counsel who appeared
in almost all the important appeals in this country, good administrator,
great teacher to many, lawyer and pillar of strength to the legal
profession.
He
was a brilliant student of Royal College, Colombo, where he won
several awards. In the choice of a profession, he like his father,
grandfather, paternal uncles and his own brothers before him, selected
law. He apprenticed in the chambers of the late M.T. de S. Amarasekera,
K.C. and the late N.K. Choksy, K.C. and was called to the Bar as
an Advocate of the Supreme Court on March 18, 1941. In the field
of law, he practised both civil and criminal law, but demonstrated
a preference for civil appeals.
In
a short span of 13 years he dominated the Appellate Courts and in
recognition of his exceptional ability, silk was conferred on him
at the age of 37. He was the first President of the Bar Association
of Sri Lanka, an organisation that he was instrumental in setting
up, the President of the LAWASIA, the President of the Organisation
of Professional Associations and the Vice President of the Commonwealth
Law Association.
Dr.
Jayewardene was a man of many parts. He was Chairman, Law Commission,
and served in the Council of Legal Education and the Board of the
Law Faculty of the University of Colombo. In recognition of Dr.
Jayewardene's dedication to legal learning, the University of Colombo
conferred on him the Degree of Doctor of Laws in 1985. He also served
as Chairman of the Industrial Disputes Commission, Director of the
Tourist Board, Chairman of the Sri Lanka Foundation Institute, member
of the UN Sub-Commission on the Prevention of Discrimination and
Protection of Minorities and Chairman of the Human Rights Commission.
Working
with his juniors, was something he always enjoyed, teaching, moulding and
giving the encouragement and blessings a junior needs in the profession.
Dr. Jayewardene took pleasure in following closely their subsequent
careers and derived happiness at the progress the juniors made in
their chosen fields of the law.
Harsha
Cabral
On
my grandpa's 74th b'day
Our bond will live on
H.S. Fernando
When the musicians play the tunes,
In dark silent hours,
The past reveals our secrets,
Which were linked together,
The bond of ours never will change,
And that's for sure till death,
The loving grandpa I had,
From
the mid-winter I was born,
You dreamed the future, which were miles away,
And brought the happiness for today,
You filled the house with music and smiles,
And taught me the reality of life,
You
guided me through paths and routes,
Till I reached my destination,
But alas! You passed away,
And left me behind on a lonely path
Dear grandpa you're the voice of air,
Which will be around me everywhere.
Loving granddaughter
Vanya De Silva
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