A Question

Perhaps it’s my inexperience, perhaps it’s my foolishness that makes me ask this question, but ask I must.

I seem to remember that about a year or so ago, when MR, his chintanaya, and red satakas rolled into town, the clear idea was to destroy terrorists and the like. And with no time wasted the North was well and truly bombed and cleansed. I also seem to remember pictures, albeit a bit blurry, appearing of airstrips and all sorts of other technologically-advanced areas, which the LTTE had dared to build/ develop, being bombed to smithereens. We, in the rest of the island was told, by implication, to breathe a sigh of relief for the chinthanya was here and we can finally rest in peace. For every grenade that went off and killed our civilians, revenge was taken on the combatants in the North. People were safe. Combatants were not and so the chintanaya was cheered on. And those who preach non-violence were jerking off just on the sheer number of combatants killed whilst reminding us to be aware of our soldiers losing their lives for us.

And we were also so very suddenly proud to be Sri Lankan.

Yet, those destroyed, not-any-longer-technologified terrorists managed to bomb a military base next to the international airport with ‘newly acquired air power’ recently. I’d have thought that, even if not the security forces, airport officials would have wondered why there was an unauthorised plane flying towards Colombo and raised the alarm, but then again, I’m not capable of thinking like a highly intelligent person official generally would and so what would I know of these things? And once again, it was not that we did not have the equipment nor the intelligence to stop this threat, but rather that it was almost an accident – something malfunctioned - and fortunately for our dearly beloved motherland, it wasn’t the Defence Sec’s brain.

Four days ago, another plane(s) entered our airspace and was shot at. Yet, we are yet to hear how many of these planes were shot down and how many killed and taken into custody. Since we still pay our taxes, and there is still a substantial amount spent on national security, I think it might be safe to make the assumption that the military is trained to actually hit terrorist planes if they were to, God forbid, so much as think of trespassing. At first, it confounded me as to how terrorists managed not only to fly into our airspace but also to fly out of it. It also confounded me as to why the airforce bombed the areas where the said planes would be in the North after they’d bombed Colombo and gone back home to rest. But then I remembered that the SL govt does not take offensive action but only defensive action and therefore in all logic must wait to be attacked before chasing after them to attack back defend our motherland. And, being the patriotic twit that I am, I will stand by the thought that everything that was ‘for the best of the country’ was undertaken that night and be grateful enough to thank those responsible for the fantastic display of colours in the night sky. And while I’m  in this grateful mood, let me also thank the terrorists for being kind enough to (thankfully, of course!) drop a couple of bombs ‘off target’.

I believe I started this post meaning to ask a question. Perhaps it was something about how a group of terrorists who had been substantially bombed, and was on their last legs, managed to ‘newly’ acquire planes. Or maybe it was about how the very same terrorists managed to make it into the Colombo airspace when such ‘tight security measures’ were in place. Or perhaps it had something to do with why security forces checked everyone entering Colombo that morning to make sure the LTTE didn’t get in because, of course,  it would never have occurred to the LTTE to come by a few days/ weeks earlier if they meant to carry out a bombing Saturday night. Or maybe it was about how none of the planes sighted that night were brought down and destroyed and paraded through the city so we can line the streets cheering ourselves hoarse whilst holding aloft national flags with patriotic satakas entwined lovingly around our necks.

But right now, the world seems to have got a tad bit hazy and for the life of me, I just can’t seem to remember exactly what it was that I meant to ask.