He shall reign supreme- in his own peculiar way!

By Rypvanwinkle

“Thaaththa,” Bindu Udagedera asked, “what will happen in the New Year?”
“Why,” Bindu’s father Percy asked, “why are you worried about the New Year?”
“Why, thaaththa, “Bindu said, “it’s only been less than a week and we have already had a parliamentarian killed and two other bomb explosions...”

“That is true,” Percy agreed, “and there will be more of the same...”
“Why do you say that, thaaththa?” Bindu asked, alarmed.
“Why, Bindu, the ceasefire is to be abrogated too...”
“But thaaththa,” Bindu asked, “the ceasefire was anyway not of any use, was it?”
“Perhaps not,” Percy said, “but it still meant that both sides could not engage in open warfare without having to explain themselves to the rest of the world...”

“Then, why did they cancel it, thaaththa?” Bindu wanted to know.
“That is the big question...” Percy said, “but, I am quite sure many people are happy with the cancellation...”
“How can you say that, thaaththa?” Bindu asked, puzzled.
“Well, Mahinda maama must be happy to cancel the ceasefire which is why he chose to do it...” Percy explained.
“But, what about the Tigers?” Bindu inquired.

“I am sure they are also happy because the government will now have to take all the blame for abrogating the agreement...” Percy pointed out.
“Who else is happy about it, then?” Bindu wanted to know.
“Why, even the rathu sahodarayas must be happy because they were always demanding that the ceasefire be cancelled and they also wanted the Norwegians sent home...” Percy said.
“So, no one is unhappy about the abrogation, then...” Bindu declared.

“Well, a lot of other countries have said they are concerned that the abrogation might lead to more conflicts and bloodshed...” Percy observed.
“But Mahinda maama obviously believes it is better for him to cancel the agreement...” Bindu argued.
“Yes, Bindu,” Percy said, “he probably does, but he will have his own methods of dealing with that...”
“Why do you say that, thaaththa?” Bindu asked.

“Why, he had his own way of dealing with Mervyn, for instance...” Percy recalled.
“Why, thaaththa,” Bindu asked, “what method is that?”
“Why,” Percy said, “remember how Mervyn went to Rupavahini and made a fool of himself...”
“Of course,” Bindu said, “how can we forget that? That was more exciting than the cricket matches that are telecast by Rupavahini, thaaththa...”

“Then, remember how everyone including leading government ministers unanimously called for Mervyn’s resignation...”
“Of course,” Bindu said, “but he hasn’t resigned yet, thaaththa...”
“And that is because Mahinda maama has cleverly appointed a committee to deal with Mervyn’s incident...”
“So, what will happen now, thaaththa?” Bindu wanted to know.

“I can certainly say that this committee will function like all committees do, Bindu...” Percy said.
“And how is that, thaaththa?” Bindu asked.
“Why, remember the old saying that ‘committees are like a visit to the toilet’...” Percy said.
“Why is that, thaaththa?” Bindu asked.

“First, there is a sitting,” Percy explained, “then there is a little deliberation, then some noises are made to indicate that something is being done, until finally, you drop the matter...”
Bindu knew he couldn’t disagree with that.