The one who gave life…
The one who gave life…
09.01.1997. It was early morning, past midnight. The LTTE troops were moving through the Paranthan Joint Force Base at Aanayiravu. The location of the base was physically unfavorable for a strong attack. The terrain was rugged, with salt flats and small saltwater lakes. The importance of the camp was well understood. All the fighters were crawling through the waterless salt flats with a ferocity in their eyes and a determination to “destroy the one who has occupied our land.” It was a long move. It is worth mentioning among the long moves that our troops have made in the history of the LTTE’s war, in anticipation of a strong attack. A move that penetrated the enemy’s territory. If the enemy were to observe them anywhere, the lives of all the fighters moving there would be in question.
That team of the Charles Anthony Special Forces was moving as one of the teams that were moving there. Their task was to capture an important part of the camp, and a significant part of our success that day depended on their difficult task.
The fight had begun. That team had also started fighting along their route. The barbed wire fences were being blown up by ‘Topito’ shells, and the team was moving over each obstacle.
The enemy’s machine guns were blazing towards them; only then did they realize the problem on that route.
According to our intelligence, the enemy had already set up another barbed wire barrier, in addition to the existing barbed wire barriers. The ‘seconds’ were also a critical time when they would decide the outcome of the fight. If we did not enter beyond that barrier, the enemy might prepare himself. Then it would be impossible to capture that area. The ‘Topito’ was not in hand to break the newly laid obstacle. It was a critical situation where there was no time to even consider alternative options. Our comrade who had cut the barbed wire had also cut half of the wires and fell in the enemy’s ravine, and the enemy saw that the barbed wire had not been cut at that place and that we were trying to cut them. He now concentrated on his full firepower there. It was a tense situation beyond words; a team that would decide the outcome of the day’s fight could not stand there, and Sajanthan alone changed the situation.
Since he felt the need to remove the obstacle, he decided to do so with the end of the day’s fight in sight. He ran and jumped over the barbed wire, and while he was on the crushed wire, his comrades moved towards the target through the vibrant path he had set up.
His team advanced by capturing the enemy area given to it. Instead of falling under the enemy’s fire, his comrades defeated the enemy and advanced. At the end of the attack, we defeated hundreds of enemies. We had destroyed the enemy’s artillery. Our Sajanthan was the one who paved the way with his body to pave the way for that victory.
Every cell in his body throbbed with pain, bearing all the painful emotions, he jumped over the enemy’s barbed wire barrier and paved the way for his comrades, all his bravery was for the victory of that day’s battle, for the lives of the people he loved, which were determined by that victory.
According to the national leader who said, “The strength of our struggle is born from the hearts of our fighters,” he changed the fight of that day with his heart and then became a seed in the Jayasikur battle. The sacrifices of fighters like him are the paths that continue to guide us today.
– Love
– Suryaputhalvarkal, 1999.
Edited by: Tamilarasan Abdulkadhar
(Translation by Tamilpriya)
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