‘Why
our sons?’
The recent boat tragedy that snatched away the lives of four youth,
has opened up many questions as family members attempt to cope with
their grief and anger
By
Ayesha Inoon and Nadia Fazulhaq
The tragedy of life that is ended even before it has really begun.
The futility of a catastrophe that was born of a harmless jaunt
of fun and frolic with friends. The voices of young Navin Costa,
Prageeth Fernando, Malinda Fernando and Sadheera Kurukulasuriya,
are forever silenced, leaving behind the agonizing heartbreak of
those who loved them.
For these four, and their friends, Thasindu Perera, Amal Pathirana,
Theekshana Fernando and Tuan de Silva, that Saturday afternoon (October
22) was just another adventure, a time to try out something new
and exciting, which turned out to be a boat ride down the Dandugan
Oya in Seeduwa. Laughing and singing, as a group of robust boys
are wont to do; they chugged along with the strong river currents,
unaware of a funeral taking place nearby.
Noticing
a coconut tree growing low over the water, the boys ventured closer
in their boat, which was loaded far beyond its capacity. One of
them clambered onto the tree to pluck the tender coconuts, and it
was then that the calamity occurred. The tree trunk gave way and
crashed onto the boat, capsizing it and throwing the boys into the
icy waters of the river. Four of them were able to make it to shore.
The leaden weight of the boat and the lethal clutch of the currents
claimed the others’ lives.
“Everyone in the neighbourhood wanted their children to be
like my son,” says Navin’s father, his voice cracking
with grief. “He was an example to everyone in his behaviour.
The others told us he did not want to go on this boat ride and wanted
to come home. He had kept telling them that he did not want to go.
He never lied to us before about where he was going. We did not
know that he was going on this trip.”
His
mother’s anguish pours out in a torrent of words. He kept
following her around the house that morning, she says, even tagging
along with her to the kitchen, where she tried to chase him away
so that she could cook in peace. “He tried to feed me a piece
of mango,” she sobs, “and I refused, oh I would have
eaten it if I had known.” Navin was so excited that he would
be turning 18 next month, she says. “He couldn’t wait
to get his driving licence, he was crazy about vehicles.
If
God had taken him away when he was sick, I would have borne it.
He was sick for 8 months when he did his O/Levels, and couldn’t
go to school, but still he passed everything. They tell me to make
up my mind, to bear this. How can I? I can’t make up my mind
to bear it, I can’t.”
Navin never took any alcohol, says his father, angered by reports
that the drowned boys had been under the influence of liquor. He
adds that his son even hesitated to drink from other glasses at
a party, in case there were traces of liquor in them.
The
low hum of women chanting prayers is heard at the home of Prageeth
Fernando. “He was a good boy, a good student,” his father
says quietly, adding again that this was the first time that he
had left home without telling them where he was going. Prageeth
was involved in social service and was loved by many, friends and
relatives, he adds.
The bodies of Malinda and Sadheera have already been taken to their
final resting place when we arrive and their homes are empty and
desolate, having already said the last farewell to the youngsters.
“These were all good boys, from good families,” says
Mr. Pathirana, whose son, Amal, survived the tragedy. He adds that
the people of the area had simply stood by and watched the disaster
happen without trying to help the boys, who, according to his son,
had run around screaming and begging for help to save the others.
There were boats there, he says, surely some of the onlookers, could
have used them to rescue the boys? Were they angry because the boys
were laughing and singing when there was a funeral taking place
there? How were they to know about the funeral?
He
too refutes reports that the boys had been under the influence of
alcohol. The post-mortem revealed nothing, he says, and the surviving
boys were probably in shock and fear made them to make unreliable
statements at the time.
However, Seeduwa OIC Saman Sigera states that there is sufficient
evidence to indicate that some of the boys at least had consumed
liquor. A verdict of drowning was returned at the inquest but a
check for alcohol levels had not been caried out since there was
already enough circumstantial evidence to prove it.
He
also adds that these boys were known to be of good character and
this may have been the first time they had experimented with alcohol.
He feels that it was negligence on the part of the hotel that the
boys had gone to, to have issued a single boat to such a large number
of boys, without even having provided them with life jackets. This
may be a good time, he says, to bring in new laws with regard to
safety on boats.
On the muddy banks of the Dandugan Oya, the remains of a charred
boat, burned by the angry family and friends of the deceased boys
and the broken trunk of a coconut tree, stand as silent reminders
of the tragedy.
Was death a fitting punishment for a boyish revel of fun and games?
Is it worth playing truant for a day, to lose your life or the life
of your friend? Neither questions nor their answers will bring back
the young lives that sank to their death on that dark October day. |