
What price media freedom? (inset) Leel
Dias, Ananda Pathirathne, Indrakumar,
Chandana, Karunaratne, Cyril, Jayathilleke,
Dharmalinga,
Costa and Charaka

By Ranee Mohamed
Journalists of The Sunday
Leader, The Morning Leader and Irudina who
were looking for news all over the country,
were heartbroken to discover early Wednesday
morning, tragic news for the entire
journalistic community that was happening at
the very doorstep of the offices of Leader
Publications.
The embers of their
factory and a burnt printing machine was
the stark reality that burnt a hole in the
press freedom that they believed in and
fought for.
It was but a few weeks ago
that journalists gathered to protest in Fort
over what they called the unlawful arrest
of Leader journalist Arthur Wamanan.
Coming hot on the heels after
the arrest of Arthur Wamanan was this arson
attack, by a gun-toting, masked gang in this
high security zone in the wee hours of the
morning.
Hearts on fire
The trespass and arson of the
publishing section of Leader Publications
Ltd, was akin to setting fire to the hearts
of the journalists who work for The Sunday
Leader, The Morning Leader and Irudina.
Here was the machine that had
printed millions of copies of the newspapers
carrying our stories for the public, now
lying burnt, black, surrounded in water that
was used to douse the flames. It was as if
the tears of the journalists and the workers
had gathered around it. Hundreds of
newspapers were strewn all over and the
entrance and the factory itself was a pool
of water.
The night had been silent,
and it was on this silent night of
Wednesday, November 21 that this dark deed
was perpetrated. It was as if a slimy,
slithering viper who had waited patiently,
coiled in the darkness had leapt up and
struck with its deadly venom and vengeance
at a given opportunity.
As several sections of the
media reached out to console us, their
concern choked us with emotion. It is our
sad story today, but tomorrow it may be the
tears and anguish of another media entity.
It is a story that everyone is asking us
about. "What happened?" they query in shock.
It happened at a time when
the whole world slept, at approximately 2.15
a.m. but the workers in our factory were
still up. The Morning Leader had just been
printed and the workers were getting ready
with the packing and dispatching. They were
the wage-earners, doing a day's job of work
to take home a salary to feed their
dependents. These loyal, hard working
factory workers who suffered the
psychological trauma of a near death
experience will have to live with it for the
rest of their lives. Being made to line up
and sit on the floor, they say that those
black masked faces and the clicking of the
weapons near them is a vision that will
haunt them and a sound that they will hear
for a long time.
Three in hospital
Today three of them have been
hospitalised, the others are fighting with
the nightmare and the trauma to get back to
work.
M. Chandana who has been
working with Leader Publications for 15
years said that he had never experienced
such trauma in all his life. "I was very
frightened. I thought we were going to die.
They walked in with guns and wickets and
threatened to kill us if we shouted. We have
faced a similar threat earlier, but it was
not half as frightening as this," said
Chandana. He went on to say that the workers
were helpless and had to do as they were
told or face death.
"The printing of The Morning
Leader had just finished and the second van
of newspapers was just going out when the
group came in," said Chandana. He said that
their faces were covered and only their eyes
could be seen. He also said that they spoke
a mixture of Tamil and Sinhala.
"I have never experienced
anything as frightening as this episode in
my entire life," said Chandana.
Charaka Sudam Nilanga has
been working in the factory of Leader
Publications for the past three and a half
years said that he was counting the parcels
of papers when he saw the gang. "The first
thing they did was look for mobile
telephones. They took our telephones and
made us sit on the ground, they brought our
factory supervisor along and made him sit
with us on the ground. When I saw the
weapons I began to think of my parents,"
said 21 year old Chandana.
Too scared to move
N. D. Cyril who is also
working in the factory of Leader
Publications said that he was too scared to
move when he saw the gang with their faces
covered with a black stocking type mask.
"They were around 18-20 years
of age and spoke broken Sinhala. They had
guns and wicket sticks with them. We were
too scared to even shout. They told us that
they will not harm us if we do as they say.
They had brought about two gallons of petrol
with them and after making us sit they went
and threw the petrol all over the machine,"
said eye witness Cyril. "We heard a loud
explosion as they threw a bomb at the
machine," said Cyril.
"This is the first time I
encountered such a frightening incident. I
really thought that I was going to die and
my thoughts went to my wife, two sons and my
loku amma (aunt)," said Cyril.
R. Seneviratna who began
working in the factory around 1991 said that
he has never witnessed an incident as
frightening as this. Seneviratna who is
wounded after the assault said that he is
finding it difficult to move after being hit
on his back and spine.
"We had not slept that night
and I was looking forward to some sleep when
the gang entered our premises. They spoke
Sinhala but it sounded like Tamil. When I
saw the guns I thought I was going to die. I
thought of my mother, of my wife and my two
children.." said Seneviratne.
Found out
Ravindra Kumarasinghe, who
has been working with Leader Publications
for the past three years said that he had
plans to finish the work that morning and go
for a funeral with his friend, but instead
had to go for medical treatment and to the
police.
"The paper was printed and I
was inside the maintenance room when I heard
a noise. When I looked outside I saw the
others lined up and being watched over by
some men who were carrying weapons. I
immediately closed the door, but they saw me
and came and banged on the door," recalled
Ravindra.
Comparing the scene to that
of an action film, Ravindra said that he did
not want to open the door, but was
frightened that they will break it open and
then kill him, and thus opened the door.
"Then they dragged me out," he said.
The first question they asked
me was whether I had a telephone. "I said
no. Then they felt my pockets and dragged me
along. They asked me to sit down and when I
sat on a small stool, one of the men
assaulted me," said Ravindra, the father of
a eight month old son.
G. R. Asoka Premasiri who
has been working at the factory for 20 years
said that he had not been around when the
earlier incident had taken place, but went
on to say that this is certainly the most
frightening incident in his life.
"The Morning Leader papers
had been bundled when this gang walked in on
us. They asked me to come out but I was late
to come and they began to assault me. I
cannot even touch certain areas in my body.
I thought they were certainly going to kill
me; I have a son and a daughter and my
thoughts went out to them and to my wife,"
he said.
R. Dharmalingam who had been
working in another newspaper factory earlier
said that he has never experienced a
horrifying episode as this in his whole
life.
Horrified
"The machine was switched off
after the printing of The Morning leader and
I was drinking tea when I saw someone
carrying a gun yelling at Chandana to sit
on the ground. I took my tea and ran. I saw
Indrakumar sleeping in a corner and I pushed
him and pulled him and tried to wake him up.
I told him that some armed people had come.
But he did not believe me and would not get
up. Finally I pulled him up and we ran
around to the section where we store the
boards. We thought we had escaped from them
but were horrified to see that there were
two others carrying heavy guns standing in
that section too. They saw us and began to
shout at us. They caught us and asked us
whether we had phones and we said no.
They made us stand in a line
and searched our pockets. My thoughts went
to my family. They were talking in Tamil,
but I could not understand this Tamil. There
was a difference. It was not Tamil, it was
not Sinhala, it was a bad mixture of both,"
said Dharmalingam.
Roshan Siddath Costa who has
been working at the factory of Leader
Publications for two and a half years said
that he had no doubt that he was going to be
killed when the masked, armed gang asked him
to sit on the floor.
"I thought of my mother,
sister and my grandmother. I have never felt
such horror in all my life," said this young
factory worker.
Men in black
Costa had just finished the
work involved in the printing of The
Morning Leader. I made my way from near the
machine to the room of Chief Supervisor
Pathiratne when I saw a man, his face
covered with a black mask walking towards
me. I did not take any notice of him as I
thought one of my colleagues was playing a
trick; I was laughing when I saw him. But
then I saw the others in the gang walk
towards me with their guns in hand I thought
that I will get a heart attack. I have never
felt such fear in my life," he said.
"They made us sit near the
machine and threw petrol on the machine.
Then we told them that if we sat there on
the ground, then we would be burnt too, they
thought for a moment and then yelled at us
to get out," said Costa. "Thereafter we
heard a loud blast from the machine area,"
he added.
Indrakumar, another factory
worker who has been working in this factory
for 21 years said that he was around when
another frightening episode took place in
these premises. "Then too there were men
with guns, seven men came here then, today
there were about 15. I had just stopped
working. It was about 2.15 a.m. and I washed
my hands and was getting a few hours of
sleep when Dharmalingam came and woke me. He
was in a panic, he was whispering that there
were some men with guns. I thought that it
was one of his jokes and I did not believe
him. But when he pulled me and I saw these
men, I knew I was going to die. I thought of
my wife and children. I thought, what they
would do without me..".
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The bold and the brave
Factory Manager Leel Dias
who on an earlier occasion, on October
17, 2005, was assaulted by an armed gang
who entered the factory of The Sunday
Leader and set fire to a portion of this
same factory, said that ever since he
has always expected the worst.
"On Wednesday morning, I
left office around 1.45 a.m. but had to
rush back immediately when I was
notified by our storekeeper that there
was an armed gang with weapons in our
factory. I immediately phoned the fire
brigade and 119 and then rushed back to
office. At this time the machine was
burning,.." explained Dias who is
beginning to feel more and more at home
with armed gangs. The first gang not
only assaulted Dias, but took with them
all his personal belongings.
Wednesday's gang of 15
men took with them the mobile phones of
our factory workers.
"This is a move not just
to control us, but to stop us, but that
will never happen. I will be around.
expecting more and more armed gangs."
said Dias.
Production Supervisor,
Ananda Pathiratne who has been with
Leader Publications for 35 years said
that he is fearless amidst all these
intruders and threats.
"We emulate Managing
Editor Lasantha Wickrematunge and we do
not have any fear," he said. Pathiratne
whose main concern was the well being of
the workers even on that night of
horror, said that the workers had
remained brave and loyal. "If our
Chairman Lal Wickrematunge and Managing
Editor Lasantha Wickrematunge have such
a fearless spirit, then we ought to have
even a fraction of that bravery," he
said as he stood beside the ashes
unmoved on the morning after the
nightmare.
First time in security
career
R. Karunaratne, who has
been working as a security officer for
the past 15 years said that he has had
many encounters with robbers and
intruders but has never witnessed such a
horrifying ordeal in his entire security
career.
"It was about
2.15 a.m. and I was near the gate, Four masked men jumped in
with weapons and opened the gate and the
others walked in. It was a chilling
sight. They were carrying weapons. The
first thing they did was to catch me by
the neck and push me. They made me sit
in a corner and told me that if I move,
they will kill me. They spoke in Sinhala
with each other, but it sounded like
Tamil," recalled Karunaratne. "Then they
went inside the factory, after sometime
I heard a huge blast and the machine was
on fire," said Karunaratne.
Karunaratne said that he
had worked as a security officer for
many years, but it was in the wee hours
of Wednesday morning that he thought he
was going to die.
Ruston Weerakone, who
also works in the security division of
The Sunday Leader said that he had never
seen such a horrifying episode in the
premises ever before.
"The guns instilled so
much fear and it was a time when
everyone was after hard work. The gang
threatened to kill us if we protested.
'Do not dance, we will harm you,'" they
warned us and we did not move. I was
very scared, we the workers had only
each other for solace, but each one had
a very personal dilemma. The common
factor is that we all thought that we
were going to die and it was when we
thought of our loved ones that we
cried," said Weerakone who went on to
say that all these innocent workers will
have to live with this trauma for the
rest of their lives.
"Never felt so much fear"
Sheila Weligama, Sriyani
Dabare, M.G.Chandrika, Sumanawathi
Mendis, Dilhani and Pushpa Kumari were
six female workers who came in for the
night shift to do the folding of the
newspapers.
When they saw the armed
men, they had clutched on to each other
and screamed. "It was a night of terror.
All these masked men at the break of
dawn with heavy guns. They came up to us
and said that they would not harm us if
we do as they said. They made us march
in a line and kneel on the ground. We
had to undergo the ordeal of watching
the men being beaten," they cried at the
very thought of the experience.
"We are so frightened
that some of our colleagues have not
turned up ever since. We have never
cried so much in all our life, never
felt so much fear," they said.
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