Thursday, June 17, 2010

To the true heroes...

Life was so crazy that V-day in May passed by without so much as a meh from yours truly. Therefore is came as a bit of a surprise to find out that the whole victory day parade and she-bang had been postponed to June 18th as the rain gods had expressed their displeasure regarding the timing. It was the very welcome public holiday and long weekend that triggered it alll! :)

On a very personal note, I can't even begin to find words to describe my relief when the conflict was finally over. Like so many many more, the bloody civil war was a part of my life... I grew up with it, went to school with it, felt the tremors of explosions, watched black columns of smoke climb heavenwards and felt the fear of those who wondered, day in, day out "will my loved ones come home in one piece".

Whatever his situation is now, we should never forget the role played by Gen. Sarath Fonseka in the brilliant tactics and sheer persistence that helped stomp the collective tiger asses. Whatever their failings now, we should acknowledge the political backing that supported the military. But, as so succinctly put by David Blacker, these are the true heroes. To he military strategy, to the political bulwark but most of all to those who fought long and hard, to the everyday men and women, burnt under the grilling sun and drenched by relentless rain, hungry, tired, lonely -who gave up their health, their limbs and their lives for us - to them I bow my head.

The following is adapted from the famous poem In Flanders Fields by John McCrae. It is dedicated to all who sacrificed their today for our tomorrow.

In quiet fields, wildflowers grow
Amongst row upon haphazard row
Of monuments, that mark where heroes lie;
And birds spread carefree wings and fly
For the guns are silent down below.

They are the Dead. Short days ago
They lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now they lie
In eternal sleep.

Oh ye who live, hold up high
The torch of mem'ries of those who died;
Let not conflict cause untold woe,
Let the guns be silent forever more;
Let them in peace at long last lie.

6 comments:

Chavie said...

Good post Angel!

Anonymous said...

Those who fell, lie forgotten. Perhaps 30,000 soldiers died in the final months with another 20,000 crippled and a similar number of civilians killed or maimed.

All forgotten.

http://www.dailymirror.lk/index.php/news/4442-white-flag-greatest-betrayal.html

Knatolee said...

John McCrae was Canadian, you know. :) I memorized that poem in school.

I can only imagine your relief at the ending of the civil war!!

Serendib_Isle said...

Amen to that!

Me-shak said...

Finally :D
Yes, I agree. I have heard many people speaking ill of him and I'm not for it. What ever said and done, he played a major role noh?
Excellent post!

"Let the guns be silent forever more;
Let them in peace at long last lie"

Cheers!

Angel said...

Chavie, Me-shak : thanks!

Annon, Serendib : May they rest in peace...

Knatolee : I had no idea! (I have obviously not read all of the wiki...) Thanks for the info!