I met Dayasiri for the first time at
the Medical Faculty, Colombo.
He had entered the Faculty from
St.Thoma’s College, Mt. Lavinia. Remembering his school days he told me that he
had played the part of Portia, in the all male school production of,
Shakespeare’s ‘Merchant of Venice’. He recalled how G. L. Pieris was the ‘prompter’,
waiting behind the curtain to help out the young actors, if they ‘missed a
line’. G.L. Pieris became a Professor in the Law Faculty and later took up to
politics.
He also recalled a night, the year
before he entered Medical College when he was about to go to sleep in his
bed-room. He overheard his parents discussing about any financial constraints
they might have, to support Dayasiri through his years as a Medical student.
They had concluded that somehow they would make it. Dayasiri told me, that this
made him work hard throughout his medical career. He did his Surgical
Internship with Prof. Nawaratne and became a close friend of him.
He was boarded as a medical student,
with the famous Obstetrician Dr.Prince Rajaratnam. He related how Prince had
told him that one must live a life, where even the undertaker would feel sorry
for one’s death. This came true for Prince. After the funeral of Prince
Rajaratnam, his wife got a note from Raymonds the undertakers, that there was
no bill to be settled as that was the least that they could do, for this
wonderful doctor.
In 1972 I met Dayasiri in Sheffield.
He was working with a famous Gastro-enterologist then. He told me that at the
interview where he was selected, he had produced the letter of reference from
Prof Nawaratne. ‘Nawa’ was then in the editorial board of the magazine of the
British Surgical Society. Prof. Hughes (if my memory is correct) had told him
why he did not send Prof. Nawaratne’s letter with the application for the job.
Then there would have been no need for the interview.
In 1974 he returned to Sri Lanka and
was Resident Surgeon at Panadura. Subsequently he went on a scholarship to do
Gastro-enterology as a speciality. He was appointed the Gastro-enterologist at
Kalubowila Hospital, on his return to Sri Lanka. He resigned from his post in
the Health Department and joined the Medical Faculty, Colombo, under Prof.
Nawaratne.
When I was appointed Consultant
Surgeon, GH, Colombo in 1991, we became colleagues and used to have operating
sessions, in adjoining operating suites. I remember an incident relating to the
medical students clerking with me. When examining patient’s abdomen, I would
use as ‘control subject’ a medical student in the batch, doing the appointment
at that time. The patient with an abdominal lump would be lying on the bed for
the examination. On the adjacent bed I would make a medical student lie down
and expose his abdomen. The students would examine both subjects and get a
first-hand knowledge of pathological anatomy of the abdomen. Apart from
occasional giggles there were no protests. I have a sneaky feeling that the
boys who acted as ‘controls’ would have felt thrilled when the female
colleagues, palpated their abdomen. One day a male student refused to act as a
‘control’. I told him ‘How can I teach you if you refuse to take part in this’
and sent him out. A few days later the Professor of Surgery met me in the
Consultants Lounge and told me that the student was wearing torn underwear
(‘banian’) and that was the reason, he refused to expose his abdomen. I told
the Professor that now I understood his predicament and took him back. A few
years later I heard that this student had gone to see Dayasiri. Dayasiri had
listened to him and told him to go with this cooked up story to the Professor.
I had a hearty laugh on hearing this. Dayasiri was very close to the Medical
students who would take their troubles to him.
Dayasiri was the family surgeon for
Madame Sirimavo Bandaranaike. He moved in the highest political circles of Sri
Lanka.
He became Dean of the Sri
Jayawardenapura Medical Faculty. His last post was as President of the Public
Service Commision.
He often quoted a poem we learned at
school which goes as follows:-
‘Lives of great men all remind us,
We can make our lives sublime,
And departing leave behind us,
FOOT PRINTS IN,
THE SANDS OF TIME.
He was a practicing Christian and
understood the impermanence of things.
I salute him and his life.
