EX-SERVICES News
ADVISORY COMMITTEE - VETERANS’ HOME
In consequence with the proposed Corporate Plan to be launched in
2013, SLESA president Captain Patrick Jayasinghe appointed the following
Committee to advise on the sustainable development and the welfare of
the residents at the Veterans’ Home, Bolagala, Katana.
Chairman: Major General Thilak Paranagama, Lt Cdr Somasiri Devendra,
Lt Col Sunil Peiris, Daphe Perera, Commander Thilak Weerasinghe, Rear
Admiral Saman Molligoda, Quintus Andradi and Air Vice Marshal Shriyan
Samararatne.
Veterans’ Home chairman Rear Admiral S R Samarathunga will be the
convener. S S Gunawardane will act as the Secretary to the Committee.
The Advisory Committee had the first meeting at the Veterans’ Home,
Katana on January 6 followed by the second meeting at the Board Room of
the Sri Lanka Ex-Servicemen’s Institute, Colombo 1.
EX-CO MEETINGS
The Executive Committee Meeting of the Sri Lanka Army Service Corps
Ex-Servicemen Association will be held on January 19 at 10am at the
SLESA Secretariat.
The Executive Committee of the Army Signals Association will be held
on January 23 at 5.30pm at the SLESA Secretariat.
MEMOIRS OF A WAR VETERAN
Blast in the cellar
A familiar voice called out loudly, “two men come with me quick!”,
Abyzov opened his eyes and now Sergeant Major Katkov standing on the
thresh-hold without a greatcoat. He stood their tall and unshaven,
waiting for someone to respond. The platoon began to stir, expressing
disapproval.
The Sergeant Major left the door open and the mist made its way to
the cellar, together with the sounds of fire.
He said: “Razuvayeu and Zherekov, come with me”
Yurka the musician, as he rose from the floor and stretched himself
asked: “Where are we going comrade Sergeant Major? If it isn’t a secret,
of course.”
“To get some grub boys, we have less than an hour left, before the
artillery opens fire. There won’t be another chance.”
“To get some grub? With great pleasure,” the musician clowned. “and
what about a shot of Vodka, Comrade Sergeant Major?”
“Sorry there’ll be no Vodka, only after the battle.”
Yuri and Zherekov brought two pails of thick pea soup with canned
pork, and thermos bottle of tea. They ate their meal and even washed
their mess tins. The time was a few minutes past four. “Yuri wind up
your barrel organ now,” somebody said. As was always before a battle the
mens’ spirits were rising an less time remained before one.
Their eyes gleamed with a devil may care feverish light, and the
mens’ language became coarser, too.
Yurka the musician began to play a tune on his mouth organ and though
the air in the cellar was stale with tobacco smoke and fumes of the wick
lamp, the men began a merry song.
Time advanced slowly and the hands of the clock crept relentlessly
towards fine. Lieutenant Kiselyon, the platoon leader entered the
cellar. He was a middle-aged and rather stout former school teacher. The
song gradually subsided. Yurka the musician stuck his month organ into
the top of his boot, got up and invited the Lieutenant to take his place
beside the lamp.
Kiselyon sat down and took a careful look at everyone and smiling
sympathetically asked “Ansaous?
“Why should we”? Comrade Lieutenant Youri said with bravado. “Let the
Fritzers do the worrying, let them be Ansaous”.
“Shut up musician,” Kurtator cried out. “You can make merry when we
get to Berlin.” After a moment’s thought he added: “It would be a pity
to get killed here at the very end of the war.”
Nodding at him Kiselyov said: “You are right, I ran Fyodorovich”.
At that moment, the dale door was knocked out by a powerful blinding
flash. Something was collapsing in the pitch darkness. Somebody called
out: “Comrades help”.
This happened only five minutes before their artillery preparation
began.
They lost four men even before they went to the attack. Two were
picked up by stretcher bearers and two were taken away by death. Such
are the merciless mechanics of war.
To be continued ...
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