I am treated as a traitor by my own country called Sri Lanka for writing the truth

I have been granted a period of probation to qualify to write my autobiography or the obituary.  Well it could be a blessing, that a very few personals had the opportunity to write their own obituary in the history and I could be the one next.

Do you know what the difference between the autobiography and the obituary?   Autobiography is I write about myself and the obituary is somebody else writes about another who had expired.  So you know.  I am the next blessed one who is informed to write the one of it.  The interesting part is I don’t know so far, whom I will be proving whether I am qualified enough to live or die, and how.  Isn't it exciting?

Well, listen to my soul. May be if I am not there please inform my children that I am not a coward.   “I am from a country soaked with blood from few decades and not yet quenched its thirst for blood.   Born with silver spoon and qualified enough to hold a better remuneration.  Though, I wanted to choose the challenging job of my country.  Yes. I used to be an investigative journalist, who reported about the injustice, government’s accountability and the human right transgresses. 

I am proved enough to remain as a journalist more than a decade, even though I had to walk on the thorns and storms.   I never missed the truth I found, to bring on to the light.  I was a watchdog to my country.   That made me a thorn in the present government’s flesh.

Now,  I am an asylum seeker in the United Kingdom.  My belongings are seized by the government of my motherland.   My parents are displaced.  My sister was massacred by the government.  I am not aware of her children.  I don’t qualify to have any contact with my friends and relatives in the country due to the threats imposed by the government.

Journalists watch dogs, who shout when there is different in their settings.  It could be good or bad which even a most powerful man cannot do it.   That’s why it says the pen is mightier than the sword. 

Do you think working as a journalist is the world’s biggest crime?   Reporting the truth is illegal?  

My country is known as the king of hospitality.  I was thought that you are born with siblings who followed various religions.  That means I was born with brothers and sisters of Muslim, Christians, Hindus and Buddhists.   Now, the country is interdicted as Buddhist country.   All the others are minorities who don’t have right to follow their religion, culture and so on.  If you say I have the fundamental right to follow my religion then you are treated as a terrorist. 

It’s true; United Kingdom is very kind enough to feed my family.  I owe the gratitude to the country.  I am also guilty to eat without sweat.  I am scared that my generation will become ill of my being.   Still I admit it due to the rule on my status.  But my body system doesn't agree to digest the food I eat.  I am becoming anemic and mentally ill.  Lost my language and memory. Still brave enough to say I am a journalist of my motherland. 

Indeed, a reporter has to face numerals hurdles to live.   Still never stop to pen on the paper.   Journalism is a feeling god gave you towards the society.  I still want to write.