Can Tamils walk on water?

 

If one were to read Dayan Jayatilleka  last week, one might think so.  

The geo strategic advantage of Tamils he highlights needs further characterization.  Lets follow Dayan’s boxing analogy.

Eelam tamils have been forced into the boxing ring for a heavyweight match not of our choosing. We have been facing a genocidal state. We had to learn how to punch above our weight class. and learn quick.  Learn we did. We have been knocked down in many a rounds. But never knocked out.  And we never will be.      

We have had our share of mentors. They taught us the value of justice.  They told us how to chase after our love: Freedom.

and she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine

yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm

i was thrown before the court of canes

tossed my soul to the furnace flames

where all my heros had been slain, exiled, or put in prison

because they rose above the mess

and because their power posed a threat

and because they spoke of something else

when everybody else didn't

We can sing this proud.  We also learned it is not all about throwing punches.  It is about the footwork. It is not about the size of the person but about the stamina.  

We have had great mentors and we have had crazy ones.  It is those crazies, that the Sinhala state need to watch out for. We, the crazies, are not burdened by the trapping of a state. We “think different”.

"Here's To The Crazy Ones. The misfits. The rebels. The trouble-makers. The round pegs in the

square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules, and they have

no respect for the status-quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify, or vilify them.

About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the

human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius.

Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world - are the ones who DO !" -

And we are now learning how to transcend the small, shallow, body of water called the Palk Strait.  So indeed, one day, we will walk on water.  And that is the day, you, the racist, Genocidal Sri Lankan state, will get knocked out.  And both the Sinhalese and the Tamils will rejoice.  

... she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine

yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm