Sri Lanka: The Island Nation That Refuses Defeat

Living on an island nation in an era of ecocide is a challenge in itself. As I pen this down, nearly 1,000 Sri Lankans have either died or are missing. Thousands of houses destroyed, factories wiped out, roads eroded, railway tracks gone, a nation at peril. While tens of thousands have sought refuge in camps, unknown numbers lost their livelihoods, schools closed, running low on water and food, with the looming threat of disease, like a terminal patient fighting for life, this nation is not ready to die. Not now, not back then. 

Loss, grief, tragedy, calamity, and disasters, along with invasions, wars, colonial conquests, and sickness, have battered us, nearly destroyed us, and brought us to our knees. Yet we did not kneel. Holding on to our very last breath, we fought back. Every time we fought hard, until we were back on our feet, until we had a smile on our face. That is Sri Lanka. A nation that knows no defeat.

We have lost our independence a couple of times in our history, lost our rights, our people, our treasures. But none of them could take one gift this nation has. Our spirit. We fought invaders hundreds of times our size, we fought empires whose sun never set, we fought until we won our freedom, our way of life with a hope to die as free citizens under our sun. Generations before us made great sacrifices, paid both in sweat and blood so that we could live our lives as Sri Lankans.From kings to generals, soldiers, farmers, blacksmiths, poets, writers, and every man, woman, monk and clergy stood by their motherland, sacrificing their breath for us.

Droughts killed thousands, tsunamis killed even more, earth slips took whole villages, floods took families. We grieved with them, side by side. We cried with them knowing their pain. Their loss was ours and our solidarity was theirs. With every loss, we rebuilt, recreated hope, and emerged stronger. 

We have no control over mother nature. We never forget the beautiful gifts she has bestowed upon us: our sandy shores, green mountains, silky waterfalls, purest water, fertile earth, exotic animals, fruits and treasures. We are thankful to her for making us a true paradise of earth. We are truly grateful for her for not sending us earth quakes, winter storms and volcanos. She is not our enemy, she is our mother and ally who sometimes gets angry. Perhaps not with us but our nation pays the price nonetheless. Yet, as her children, she has given us the most valuable gift: Resilience. It is in our blood and spirit. You can beat a Sri Lankan socially, financially, or politically, but if life remains in that body, the battle is not lost.

I weep with my nation. Sitting at a coffee shop thousands of miles away, soaked in tears and with a heavy heart, I am doing what I can. At this hour, we need you. We need your solidarity, we need your expertise, we need your support. We are only a developing economy. We have little to rebuild with except our strength, courage, and determination. Help us come back. Visit Sri Lanka if you are a traveler, donate what you can to the Government’s relief program, go volunteer if you are one. We promise you this: we will keep smiling, we will not surrender, and we will continue our resilience until we are back on our feet. Ayubowan ( May you live long ).

Dhanuka Dickwella

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