A Small Sri Lankan World

My mum says the EasyJet cashier was my father’s brother’s friend’s housemate for two years when they first came to England, back when Appa* thickened the chicken curry up with cornflakes. She says he played UNO with me growing up, used to work in Dunkin Donuts, bring me the glazed ones every Friday. She says he ended up marrying her cousin, who was actually the caterer at my aunt’s wedding. It’s because of this that we are sitting in the first class lounge and mama is sipping champagne like a retired rapper. During the flight, my mum mentions what a lovely man he is, then describes how he beat his wife for 15 years.




* Sinhalese / Tamil term for ‘Father’

Arji Manuelpillai

Ultimate writer, currently 2019 Jerwood/Arvon Mentee, featured in Rialto, Lighthouse Journal, Prole.


Leave a Reply

Related Articles

Butterfly’s Kiss

I held it together until the last person passed through. They swirled around me like ripples on a lake; restricting my ability to focus my

Read More

Perfect Submission

Another child has been killed by yet another house-help – this time they are both males. The boy, a child of 3, was placed inside

Read More