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FINAL DRAFT. "Neighbours"- History Narrative
Saturday, August 1, 2009/ 8:47 AM
Neighbours
“I’m sorry Shasa, I have to leave,” murmured the young Tamil orphan who was forced to join the Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam (LTTE) organisation as a soldier. “No! You can come and live with my family and I,” Shasa wept, “You will be safe.” Badah looked at the road strewn with corpses and gave Shasa a hurtful reply, “We are of different races, I must not have you implicated.” “Badah, please… I beg you…” Shasa pleaded continuously as Badah ran off. Badah and Shasa, though of different races, were childhood sweethearts. They were bonded like a child who refused to leave their mother’s side on the first day of school. Never did they think that they would ever be separated until the day the war broke out. “Shasa! Be quick, come inside now!” Shasa’s parents were preparing to flee Sri Lanka before the Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam (LTTE) raided their home and finished them off. The beautiful Sinhalese maiden cried in her soft gentle voice, “But... mother... I’ve yet to say goodbye to Badah...” Upon hearing what his daughter had said about Badah, Shasa’s father bellowed, “As of today, he is longer a friend of yours! Do you understand?” In the year 1976, the family of three had still remained in Sri Lankan because Sasha’s father had uncompleted work in the government office. Therefore, with only bread and water that Shasa’s father would bring back home, the family survived humbly in the basement of their mansion. It was no longer safe for them to stay outside when the war between the Sinhalese and Tamils was going on. Suddenly, a loud thud came knocking against the house door. Thud-The sound grew more violent after every few seconds. “Come out now! We know that you Sinhalese are inside! Come out!” it was a Tamil man with his typical Tamil accent. Just then, the door of their house crashed down. Tables, chairs and wooden cupboards were thrown onto the floor. Shasa’s father, Jehad fully aware that it was one of the LTTE members trying to raid their home, whispered to his wife, “Don’t make a sound and keep Shasa close to you no matter what happens.” “I know you are in here! Your fellow neighbour had exposed you,” the Tiger hollowed, “You have nowhere to run now!” Shasa thought to herself. Could it be Badah who actually exposed her family and her? Why would he even do that? Where was he now? While Shasa was still in her deep thoughts, Jehad climbed out of the basement with no fear in his eyes, claiming that he was the only Sinhalese here and no one else. “Oh, it’s that high-ranking officer from the Sri Lankan government body!” the round fat Tamil man commented with a smirk on his face. “You Tamils have no citizenship rights here in Sri Lanka,” said Jehad, “I suggest you eat the humble pie, pack your bags and leave Sri Lanka immediately.” The Tamil shocked at Jehad’s comment, laughed, “Look who’s talking, you shall never get to see us gain victory now.” Suddenly, what seemed to be a trigger sounded by a rifle was followed by an eerie silence. |
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Draft 5 - History narrative, "Neighbours"
Thursday, July 30, 2009/ 7:50 AM
Neighbours.
“I’m sorry Shasa, I have to leave,” murmured the young Tamil orphan who was forced to join the Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam (LTTE) organisation as a soldier. “No! You can come and live with my family and I,” Shasa weeped. “You will be safe.” Badah looked down at the road strewn with corpses and gave Shasa a hurtful reply, “for we are of different races, I cannot implicate you in.” “Badah, please… I beg you…” Shasa pleaded continuosly as Badah ran off. Badah and Shasa, though of different races were childhood sweethearts. They were bonded like a child refusing to leave its mother’s side on the first day of school. Never did they think that they would ever be separated until the day the war broke out. “Shasa! Be quick, come inside now!” Shasa’s parents were preparing to flee Sri Lanka before the Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam (LTTE) raided their home and finish them off. The beautiful Sinhalese maiden cried in her soft gentle voice, “But... mother... I’ve yet to say goodbye to Badah...” Upon hearing what his daughter had said about Badah, Shasa’s father bellowed, “as of today, he is longer a friend of yours! Do you understand?” In the year 1976, the family of three stayed and survived at the basement of their mansion with only bread and water that Shasa’s father would bring back home after his work as an officer in the Sri Lankan government office. It was no longer safe for them to stay above ground when the war between the Sinhalese and Tamil was going on. Suddenly, a loud thud came knocking against the house door. Thud-the sound grew more violent after every few seconds. “Come out now! We know you Sinhalese are inside! Come out!” it was a Tamil man with his typical Tamil accent. Shasa’s father, Jehad fully aware that it was one of the LTTE members trying to raid their home, whispered to his wife, “Don’t make a sound and keep Shasa close to you no matter what happens.” Just then, the door of their house crashed down. Tables, chairs and wooden cupboards were being thrown onto the floor. “I know you are in here! Your fellow neighbour has exposed you, ” the Tiger hollowed. “You have nowhere to run now!” Shasa thought to herself. Could it be Badah who actually exposed her family and her? Why would he even do that? Where was he now? While Shasa was still in her deep thoughts, Jehad climbed out of the basement with no fear in his eyes, claiming that he was the only Sinhalese here and no one else. “Oh, it’s that high-ranking officer from the Sri Lankan government body!” the round fat Tamil man commented with a smirk on his face. “You Tamils have no citizenship rights here in Sri Lanka,” said Jehad. “I suggest you eat the humble pie, pack your bags and leave Sri Lanka right this instance.” The Tamil shocked at Jehad’s comment, laughed, “look who’s talking, you shall never get to see us gaining victory now.” Suddenly, what seemed to be a trigger sound by a rifle was followed by an eerie silence. |
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Draft 3 & 4 - Conflict in Sri Lanka(fully edited)
Sunday, July 26, 2009/ 9:03 AM
“I’m sorry Shasa, I have to leave,” murmured the young Tamil orphan who was forced to join the Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam (LTTE) organisation as a soldier.
“No! You can come and live with my family and I,” Shasa weeped. “You will be safe.” Badah looked down on the road strewn with corpses, and gave Shasa a hurtful reply, “for we are of different races, I cannot implicate you in.” “Badah, please… I beg you…” Shasa pleaded continuosly as Badah ran off. Badah and Shasa, though of different races were childhood sweethearts. They were bonded like a child refusing to leave its mother’s side on the first day of school. Never did they think that they would ever be separated until the day the war broke out. “Shasa! Be quick, come inside now!” Shasa’s parents were preparing to flee Sri Lanka before the Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam (LTTE) raided their home and finish them off. The beautiful Sinhalese maiden cried in her soft gentle voice, “But... mother... I’ve yet to say goodbye to Badah...” Upon hearing what his daughter had said about Badah, Shasa’s father bellowed, “as of today, he is longer a friend of yours! Do you understand?” In the year 1976, the family of three stayed and survived at the basement of their mansion with only bread and water that Shasa’s father would bring back home after his work as an officer in the Sri Lankan government office. It was no longer safe for them to stay above ground when the war between the Sinhalese and Tamil was going on. Suddenly, a loud thud came knocking against the house door. Thud-the sound grew more violent after every few seconds. “Come out now! We know you Sinhalese are inside! Come out!” it was a Tamil man with his typical Tamil accent. Shasa’s father, Jehad fully aware that it was one of the LTTE members trying to raid their home, whispered to his wife, “Don’t make a sound and keep Shasa close to you no matter what happens.” Just then, the door of their house crashed down. Tables, chairs and wooden cupboards were being thrown onto the floor. “I know you are in here! Your fellow neighbour has exposed you, ” the Tiger hollowed. “You have nowhere to run now!” Shasa thought to herself. Could it be Badah who actually exposed her family and her? Why would he even do that? Where was he now? While Shasa was still in her deep thoughts, Jehad climbed out of the basement with no fear in his eyes, claiming that he was the only Sinhalese here and no one else. “Oh, it’s that high-ranking officer from the Sri Lankan government body!” the round fat Tamil man commented with a smirk on his face. “You Tamils have no citizenship rights here in Sri Lanka,” said Jehad. “I suggest you eat the humble pie, pack your bags and leave Sri Lanka right this instance.” The Tamil shocked at Jehad’s comment, laughed, “Look who’s talking, you shall never get to see us gaining victory now.” Suddenly, a loud sound was heard which was followed by an eerie silence. |
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Draft 2 - Conflict in Sri Lanka (Intro)
Tuesday, July 14, 2009/ 7:05 AM
"One, two, three... ," as Badah counted, Shasa ran to hide as quick as a bird fleeing for freedom.
"You would not be able to find me this time," giggled the eager girl as she ran. "Sixty! I'm coming, Shasa! " shouted the active and bubbly Badah. Badah and Shasa, though of different races were childhood sweethearts. They were bonded like a child refusing to leave its mother’s side on the first day of school. Never did they think that they would ever be separated until the day the war broke out. |
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Draft 1 - Conflict in Sri Lanka
Sunday, July 12, 2009/ 8:29 AM
Badah and Shasa, though of different races were childhood sweethearts. They were bonded like a child refusing to leave its mother’s side on the first day of school. Never did they think that they would ever be separated until the day the war broke out.
The relatively affluent boy whom ancestor were from India, grew up in an English educated Tamil family while Shasa, the beautiful Sinhalese maiden who was brought up in a family spoke little English yet more Sinhala. Both their families had no objection to their relationship and were even keen on them getting married. When the British colonized Sri Lanka, they favoured the Tamils to the Sinhalese minority in terms of jobs and education as the Tamils could speak better English. That made the Sinhalese feel demoralized. Therefore, when Sri Lanka became independent in 1948, the government body whom mainly consist of Sinhalese, introduced policies that were bias and had favoured their own race. This henceforth, made the once favoured Tamils by the British face discrimination. These problems raised into a conflict between the Tamils and Sinhalese. The Sri Lanka government only granted citizenship rights to those who were born in Sri Lanka or those whose ancestors were from Sri Lanka. This issue was the beginning of how the two childhood sweethearts were to be separated. Since Badah had no roots in Sri Lanka, he was then found stateless. Not only Badah was found stateless, the many other Indian Tamils who contributed greatly to the society also found themselves stateless, denied of basic rights such as education, jobs and voting. Other policies that the government implemented were the ‘Sinhala Only’ policy, the change in university admission criteria and resettlement of population. Just the ‘Sinhala Only’ policy, could escalate the tension between the two races. The Sri Lanka government made Sinhalese the official language of administration in 1965 and decreed that the Tamils were given three years to learn the language or get displace. As time passes, Badah and his family members were still unable to pick up the Sinhala language easily. They were only left with a month before they would be kicked out of their jobs. That moment for them was critical, without jobs, their means of survival would soon be nothing. The Sinhalese detested the Indian Tamils and was anticipating the time when the Indian Tamils would flee Sri Lanka. Regardless of how bad the circumstances were, Badah and Shasa relationship stood strong. However, their families were beginning to have doubts on whether their relationship should be carried on during this period of conflict. |
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