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Draft 3 & 4
Posted on: Sunday, July 26, 2009 Posted at: Draft 3 & 4
Memories of the past flickered vividly through Alan’s mind like a black and white filmstrip when he saw his scars on his both hands. This incident left an indelible mark in his mind forever.
“All I could hear and see were the bullets and bombs. Dead bodies scattered around….” Alan recalled.
Alan lived in Colombo, where predominantly Sinhalese lived. After Sri Lanka gain independence in 1948, Alan’s life started to change and danger was impending.
Alan had scored good grades. However, he was not able to enter University. For Alan, he had to score even better grades than the Sinhalese in order to secure a place in the same University course. “I felt so sorry for you,” his friend mentioned in a sarcastic way. The rift between his congenial Sinhalese friend and him deepened. Alan went straight home from school, without bothering his Sinhalese friend.
“Why are you not working today?” Alan questioned his brother, Bala while taking out his socks.
“I have been fired.” This was the moment where Bala’s eyes started to well up with tears. “The Sinhalese government decided to make Sinhala the only language of administration. I was only given three years to learn Sinhala. Unfortunately, I could not keep up the pace of learning Sinhala.”
“This is unfair!” Alan suddenly flew into a paroxysm of rage.
“Son, nothing in this world is fair. You have noted this,” his father tried to keep him cool.
Alan was no longer able to attend schooling because both his dad and brother had been retrenched from their work and not able to afford Alan’s schooling fees. Worse still, Alan and his whole family were chased out of their house, causing them to be stateless.
“Dad, where are we supposed to go? Even our house also has been abandoned,” Alan asked as he was filled with dejection.
“Don’t worry, my son.” Alan’s dad stroked his silky hairs. “We would slowly figure out where to seek for shelter and food. We must have the indomitable spirit to keep ourselves alive.”
Walking past some streets, Alan and his family could see some assailants carrying out arson attack, such as setting fire on the car and bus stations. Alan and his family must be vigilant in all time in case they were under siege. Alan and his family members decided to seek help from refugee camp. Alan was flabbergasted when he saw the numbers of people were injured and he could feel a mood of melancholy descended on them. Bala decided to join the terrorist organization called Liberation Tigers of Tamil Elam (LTTE) to fight the rights for Indian Tamils.
Other countries tried to think of some plans to ameliorate the situation. Alan and his family members, except Bala, decided to extricate themselves from the overcrowded conditions in refugee camps. They fled to Tamil Nadu in South India. They would not return back to Colombo, unless the Sri Lankan government ended the civil war and redressed the injustice. However, Alan and his dad went back to see how was the situation at Colombo. After some persuasion from Bala, they decided to stay.
“Are you Indian Tamil!” the Sri Lankan police pointed the gun against my temple. This has stirred Alan back to the normal.
“Not again.” Alan closed his eyes and held both his hands up. “Yes, I am. What you want from me now?”