EMOTIONS AND TRUE-SELF in every human being, no matter what your gender or vocation is, for that matter, even a brainwashed terrorist, would come to the fore when the moment of awful truth dawned on any person.
The human nature is such, unable to make moral and rational judgments, that it always finds the sad desperation to commit terrorist acts, in this case, on the orders of the leadership. The case under reference was the latest detection of a few personal letters from the possession of dead women cadres of the LTTE. Those letters recovered from female Tigers died recently in Mannar and Welioya speak louder than what has been written by those victimized female Tigers. One Daya Nagai Neela, an LTTE woman cadre who has been conscripted by the LTTE as she alleged, wrote to her mother, father and the family while he was on the LTTE frontline at Uyilankulam, Mannar on 9th January 2008, just a few days before her death. Extracts from some of those letters found from dead Tigers are as follows:
“Mother, please don’t bother about me. If you are sick please go to hospital and get treatment. Amma, what can I do? When all those at home in the area were taken away, I too had to go with them. Every fighter cries “Amma and Appa” at the time of their heroic death. They are all anxious to see their mothers. Since 8 August 2007. I am at Mannar Forward Defence Lines. We do not have food, water or tea at the battlefield. Life in the organization is very miserable. During the firing of mortars and shells we crawl and bring food and water etc. I will come to our Pongal. I don’t know what my fate will be. Amma, please reply every letter which I send. I hope for a reply on the same day itself- yours loving daughter Daya Nagai Nila. (928)”
Another similar letter found from one more slain woman cadre read as follows;
“Vijee now I am in Manalaru (Welioya) where clashes erupt very often. Many of my good friends perished in the attacks. Attacks take place everyday I am not sure of my life. Any return from Welioya is not certain. Redone get food everyday. Death may come to us today or tomorrow. My parents had to hand me over to the organization in spite of my objections. What else can I do here other than dying. Even if I come home I will be taken back by force one again. Wherever we are in hiding, they will find us. Our lives are full of sorrow and tears. Please don’t come to see me. Don’t worry about me. You live well with others. Forget that I had been one of your children. I will not be there for you to see. I have to yield before my fate. God has written my destiny horizontally. I have no dress to wear next month. I write this for a handful of money. Don’t bother if you are unable to send it.”
One more such letter written by the woman LTTE cadre, Geetha before her death read as follows;
“Amma, first of all decide on the affaire of the elder brother (Anna). What could we do when our homeland has fallen to this plight? I have not done anything wrong to suffer like this. I am alone-Geetha”
