THE UNBROKEN PALMYRA: REMEMBERING RAJANI THIRANAGAMA – PART 01
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PHOTO – BUDDHIKA BANDARA
· Prabha Manuratne
The palmyra trees have grown. The sad broken tips of these majestic trees that had haunted visitors in 2004, when I last visited Jaffna, have given way to a fresh growth. The bullet-riddled buildings, which never for a minute allowed the war tourists of the Peace Accord to forget the gruesome realities of the violence, have disappeared. Only the white-washed, painted new looks of old houses were visible. The others that were resistant to this new kitsch touristy image, presumably, have been flattened out. The new look was a reminder to be grateful that now, only bird-drops fall from the sky. And gratitude is a dangerous thing, especially when our rulers demand it from us.
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