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In every generation, it is given to but a handful of politicians to become creatures of legend. When posterity judges, it judges harshly, sans any of the ‘accountability’ we so yearn to see in politicians themselves. Public memory is whimsical and capricious, almost never just. With nine years having gone by since his passing, there is no doubt that posterity has judged my late brother-in- law, Lionel Gamini Dissanayake, gently indeed. His deeds outlive his faults, and his legacy is not forgotten.
I knew Gamini for only a decade; having met him properly for the first time only when in 1983. I, a stripling minor Government servant of some 27 summers, sought an appointment with the all-powerful Minister of Lands, Irrigation and Mahaweli Development to ask for the hand of his youngest sister (their father had died shortly before, and Gamini took his duties as head of the family seriously indeed).
Looking back, I have no doubt Mahaweli was a good idea. It has paid for itself, it generates (still) more than a third of our power, it led to the opening up of extensive new areas for agriculture, and most importantly from my point of view, increasing the extent of the protected area network by some 50 percent. But there was a negative side. By dominating the development budget, it starved other key sectors of resources, preventing more broad-based industrial development.
Restless for change, he settled down to an experiment in social engineering that might once again have transformed Sri Lankan society.
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