It is valid for inquirer because it is
valid for respondent. Even today, where
the distinctions between urban and rural, city and village, are blurred or at
least problematic in sociological inquiry, one’s village is important. It tells things. Even those who have never lived in a village
or grew up in the city, would speak of father’s village and mother’s village;
‘my father is from such and such a place, my mother is from such and such a
place’. If either of the villages comes
up in conversation, the natural response is, ‘my mother is from there’.
A
‘Middle-Income Country’ we may be, but there’s a lot of ‘village’ in our
hearts. Solidarities and collectives
still matter. We still call those who
are older, aunty or uncle (in English). We still have such relational
equivalencies for other categories in Sinhala and Tamil. The association of ‘idiot’ with ‘village’ is
a well-crafted lie that is not ideologically or politically innocent; it speaks
of privilege, privileging and insecurities too.
This is why there is no place more
precious than ‘home’, i.e. in the extension of the metaphor, meaning
‘village’. Come Aluth Avurudda
time, the question is ‘game giyaada?’ (did you go visit your village;
meaning ‘family’, ‘home’), implying that where we are on account of vocation or
preferred place to raise children is a default option.
To each such ‘villager’, his or her
village is glorious. Larger entities may
be better known and even considered better places to live in, but that does not
take away anything of how precious and glorious one’s village is.
Jaffna is ‘home’ to many. It is larger than a ‘village’, but its urban
dimensions don’t rob or rub away the ‘village’ element that is recognized and
celebrated by those to whom it is ‘home’, not even in the harshest of times,
and not in the difficult rebuilding aftermath.
‘Jaffna’ is recognized not just for the glories that tend to accumulate
on a city’s overall edifice, but for obvious political reasons.
Those fascinated with the political will
interpret the word ‘glory’ as it is associated with Jaffna, in different
ways. Remembering place in terms of a
grand past is a fashion that is not peculiar to Jaffna. Affirmation and embellishment are both
utterly human pursuits. Take away the
political trappings, however, and what remains is no less glorious. It is that glory that Tharindu Amunugama and
Sunela Samaranayake have captured in ‘Glorious Jaffna’, the surviving, living,
resilient Jaffna of people and trials, impediments and overcoming and all those
other things which, again, are not Jaffna-peculiar.
Jaffna may have been ‘another country’
or even ‘another time’ to a lot of people for several decades. It was not a must-go place for those who did
not have historical or familial ties. It
was associated with violence and destruction, uncertainty and threat, fear and
foreboding. For years. With the conflict coming to a close, it
became a must-go place. There were
accusations of cultural invasion and insensitivity, both not without
substantiation. Curiosity, however, was
probably the most compelling push when it came to visiting Jaffna.
The photographs in this book are
‘post-conflict’, but the people are not post-conflict for several reasons. They were pre-conflict birthed and
while-conflict nurtured. Some grew up surrounded by men and women in uniforms,
guns and gunfire. Through it all,
ancient things survived. Not just the
realities of parenting and growing up, schooling and worship, contending with
the vicissitudes of life, but color, form, food preference, and other ways of
being, and even tortured but unbowed landscapes which no war however brutal can
totally eliminate from memory and being.
The book captures that living Jaffna in
all its glory-facets. There are
people. There is life. There is life written on faces and etched on
the inanimate. There is purpose in the
choice of color and the bend of a brush or pen tipped with pigment, in
architectural curve and the multiple signatures of time on all implements,
whether intended for easing task or pleasing the senses.
Through the harsh years there were times
that people were forced to depend on charity.
Livelihoods were lost. Skills,
however, die slow. In the Jaffna that
Amunugama and Samaranayake have seen, loved and captured in part, there is work
and the dignities therein. There is
faith, for some the ultimate and final line of defense against all manner of
intrusion, all insults and deprivations.
It has not grown old, those of the earlier days who still survive will
probably confirm.
Politicians and
politics there will always be, with or without gun, with or without lie, but
commonalities by and large outweigh difference.
‘Glorious Jaffna’ is not just a painstaking capture, but a
gathering motivated by a celebration of this other glory, that of shared
humanity. It is a call made on behalf of
children who now have the opportunity to experience school and childhood, children
whose dreams are less fantastic and most importantly considerably less
nightmarish.
But in this Jaffna, we all recognize not
just Jaffna-specific glory, but reasons for celebration that are found all
around us; so too, the privileges of being out of that ‘zone’, living in not
just a must-go place but a relatively more can-go destination. One recognizes in face and vocation, faith
and artifact, color and line, sensibilities that are quintessentially
fraternal.
‘Glorious Jaffna’ was published
by Asia Capital PLC in 2010, but all proceeds will go to the ‘Glorious Jaffna
Foundation’, an organization which tries to ‘put a bit of Jaffna into your life
by empowering the next generation through the expression of love’. Love for children, love for education, and
love for the commonness that is ‘village’ among most Sri Lankans. The Foundation is convinced that ‘it is not
possible to be communal if you truly appreciate culture and find joy in the
other community’s culture’. You can
get more information from www.gloriousjaffna.com or write to infor@gloriousjaffna.com
if you wish to be part of the larger exercise of solidarity.
2 comments:
Totally agree!
Jaffna’s strength is that it never compromised its culture nor bartered away its. alues
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