Premasiri (Mr Banku)* walks again!

Premasiri (Mr Banku)* walks again!

“whatsoever  you  do  to  the  least  of  my  brothers  that  you  do  unto  me” (Matthew 25:40)

This story is about Premasiri, a thin and tall 35 year old farmer sporting a beard. His hometown was Polonnaruwa, but was working in the sugar cane cultivations in Hingurana situated in the Ampara District of the Eastern Province of Sri Lanka.

One day, while driving in Polonnaruwa, I noticed a young man sitting on a very low stool by a way-side boutique. He appeared depressed. As he was tall, his knees were jutting out. He also had another similar stool by his side. I stopped my vehicle and observed what he was doing with the additional stool he kept by his side. What I saw surprised me. He was sitting on one stool and then transferred his body to the other stool while keeping his feet steady on the ground. He repeated this motion to move forward. This was the way he moved from place to place. He could not stand up, bear his weight and walk. A sad plight indeed!

It was a meeting by chance. I approached this man and asked his name. He said he was Premasiri. I inquired from him as to what happened to him and why he moved in this manner with the help of the two small stools. It was a long story spanning several months and I listened to it carefully. At this stage I never divulged to him that I was the Surgeon at the Polonnaruwa Hospital.

The story of the injury and the subsequent treatment

Premasiri said,

Sir, while I was working in the sugar cane cultivations and moving around in the field on the18th of June 1985 at about 5.30 in the morning a trap gun which had been set for wild boar in the field fired as I disturbed the cord and activated the trigger of the trap gun. Both my legs were injured and I fell flat on the ground near a canal where the trap gun had been set. On hearing a loud noise of the gun firing, my fellow workers rushed to the scene, carried me, laid me on the floor of a tractor trailer and took me to the Ampara Hospital many miles away. I was bleeding from my wounds but none of my fellow workers knew what should be done except wrapping a piece of cloth to the injured legs.  Sir, I was lucky to survive that journey in a tractor which took many hours and reached hospital only at about 3 pm.

According to Premasiri, the Ampara hospital did not have surgical facilities at that time. After the application of splints and dressings to the injured legs in the Emergency Department of that hospital he had been transferred to the Badulla General Hospital for necessary treatment. That journey had taken another three hours.  He had undergone surgery at the Badulla Hospital and two plaster casts had been applied to his lower limbs. He had spent 3 months in that hospital far away from his home in Polonnaruwa.

Premasiri: a disappointed man

Premasiri was hasty and expected rapid healing of his fractures. At the end of three months as he was still in plaster and could not get about, he had decided to leave the hospital on his own against medical advice. From there he had gone to a village “osteopath” in the Anuradhapura District. The plaster casts were removed and the application of oils and medicinal herbs was started. From his home in Polonnaruwa he had to travel to the clinic of the osteopath every two weeks for a further period of three months. Six months had passed, but there was no improvement. He could not stand up, bear weight and walk. By then he had also exhausted his meagre financial resources and had to depend on others for his sustenance. He was disappointed again!

Premasiri, improvises the stools

He gave up all forms of treatment except the application of herbal oils. By then his legs were thin, wasted with weak muscles and this added to his problem of being unable to walk. It is at this stage that he improvised the two stools that enabled him to get about at least short distances.

Advised to enter Base Hospital, Polonnaruwa

I thought for a moment whether I could help this man to get on his feet once again. At this stage I informed him that I was the Surgeon at the Polonnaruwa Hospital and advised him to get admitted to my ward as soon as possible. I also told Premasiri that I will do my best for him. Premasiri was happy that someone had come forward to help him. He agreed as he could not go on with the help of two stools anymore and entered the hospital the very next day.

When I examined him in the hospital and subsequently carried out an X- ray examination (the only investigation available) of his legs, I came to the conclusion that the fractures in both legs had not healed and all the muscles were wasted. As a result of these problems he could not get up, bear his weight and walk.

What did I do?

  • It was no easy task. His knees were stiff as he had kept his knees bent for some time. I had to gradually stretch his knees daily till I was able to get the legs straight. During this time he was encouraged to contract his leg and thigh muscles passively to make it strong. There was no Physiotherapist in the ward and it was my duty together with the nursing staff to encourage Premasiri to follow instructions for his benefit. He was cooperative and determined to get on his feet once again and that made our task easier.
  • Once the legs were straightened, I applied a plaster of Paris casts to both legs that extended above the knees. These casts were strengthened on the back with two “broom sticks” so that the knee joints could be held firmly without bending. He was advised to continue with the exercises to his muscles and also perform straight leg exercises to strengthen his Quadriceps muscles which are all too important if he is to walk again.
  • After about two months, an X- ray of his legs showed that the fracture of the bones in his legs were healed and solid enough to bear weight.
  • Then he was encouraged to be on his feet with the help of a pair of crutches. An attendant in the ward helped him initially. He was also encouraged to move around the bed holding on to it. At the end of a month he was on his feet and was able to walk slowly one step at a time with the plaster cast and the help of the crutches.
  • Next we removed the plaster casts and advised him to walk with crutches. Knee bending was also advised at this stage. Gradually he got on his feet and was able to walk without the support of crutches.
  • At this stage he was advised to leave hospital almost three months after admission. He  continued the exercises at home and attended the clinic regularly till he was able to get about freely. However he was not able to continue his farming activities and had to seek alternate employment.
  • He continued to apply herbal olis to his legs, but I had no objection to that.
  • Nearly a year had passed since the injury, for him to get back on his feet initially with crutches, overcome his disability and give up his stools. He maintained close contact with me till I left Polonnaruwa in April 1988.

A rare meeting after 26 years

After I left Polonnaruwa in April 1988 I lost contact with Premasiri for many years. In September 2014 I organised an exhibition of my surgical photographs for the purpose of health education. This was titled the Pictorial Journey of Surgery and held at the Auditorium of The College of Surgeons of Sri Lanka in Colombo and in a school hall in Polonnaruwa. This was given wide publicity in the newspapers. Premasiri had come to know about the exhibition and visited the exhibition in the hope of seeing his photographs as well.

While at the exhibition a visitor approached me and said, Hello Sir, I am Premasiri can you remember me. I looked at him but could not recollect who Premasiri was. Then he said, Sir, I am Mr. Banku. That rang a bell and I realised who Premasiri was. Like everyone else he had aged a bit but was steady on his feet moving freely without any difficulty. He remembered the photographs that I had taken of him while he was in hospital at various stages of his care and went round looking for these photographs too. He was rather disappointed that he could not find those displayed at the exhibition.  He inquired as to why his photographs had not been displayed? That was a lapse on my part as I had not met him for many years and had forgotten to exhibit those photographs.

I was happy that I saw Premasiri and he was happy too, but disappointed at the same time because I had not displayed his photographs at the exhibition. He enjoyed the photographic exhibition posed for a photograph and parted leaving his phone number with me. Since then he has been in contact with me from his home town in Polonnaruwa where we first met way back in 1986.

Mr Banku will remain in my memory forever now!


Premasiri was a man with strong courage and determination to get back on his feet. I thank him for all the details given to write this story and also for the consent to illustrate the story with his photographs.

*Bankuwa is the Sinhala term for a stool. As he was using a stool to get about I called him Mr Banku in the ward. He did not mind me addressing him in his nick name and enjoyed it too! That name continues even today long after he was cured and the stools were not needed any more.

Dear Reader, I recommend that you take sometime to read the next heart breaking story of Lalitha, which spoke to so many readers and I even received funds through them after publishing the story to help their family : ‘FROM DARKNESS TO LIGHT’

38 thoughts on “Premasiri (Mr Banku)* walks again!

  1. Hi Gamini,Very interesting indeed. He must be ever grateful to you. Keep in touch. GBU.Best regards.Chris Obeyesekere.Sent from Samsung tablet.

  2. Once again I remain speechless and inadequate in expressing my expressions in coming to know such a miraculous incident. Relating these tales during your career is a very thrilling endeavor and I find the utmost act of charity being fulfilled !

  3. Dear Gamini,

    This is what I’d call ‘ A tap on the shoulder’ by God. A human being will say ‘ a chance meeting’, but it was God who made it happen if you know what I mean….


    “My thoughts are nothing like your thoughts,” says the Lord.
    “And my ways are far beyond anything you could imagine.
    For just as the heavens are higher than the earth,
    so my ways are higher than your ways
    and my thoughts higher than your thoughts.”
    (Isaiah 55:8-9)

    Faith responds: “God I don’t understand what just happened. I don’t know what to do with the tap, but I say, “Yes”. I trust you God. I choose you and I choose your way. I take my own thoughts captive and choose your word over my own understanding.”



  4. Lovely humanely narrative from a kind hearted surgeon. Lesson for all medics and the lay at large. Can you imagine a banker making a conversation on similar situation and pulling a poor villager out of poverty and giving them life!

  5. It is said ,
    Charity begins at home
    This story well illustrates that Quote ,Gamini
    Very Impressive


    1. Not just prayers, it is good works that makes a good Christian. Your quote from Matt: 25-40 is best illustrated by your actions. When you light a lamp you place it on a high place so that the others may see with that light. Getting these stories on the internet, inspires others do do likewise.

  6. Dear Gamini, you stopped your car and spoke to the unfortunate man. Nowadays the surgeons are rushing from one private hospital to another in their tinted glass Range Rovers and they don’t see such people. Even if they do, stopping would mean losing Two Thousand rupees or more for every three minutes of their time. God bless you for your compassion.

    1. I also experienced your grate surgical skills in my case at Jayawardanapura Hospital . When compared with doctors nowadays your humility and kindness is Sky High.
      God Bless you & your family SIR!!

      1. Dear Caldera
        Thank you very much for following my blog. Happy to hear that you are enjoying reading these stories. They are as you know true life stories. Yes I can remember treating you in ward 8 SJGH. I am happy to hear that you are doing well many years after surgery.
        Take care. God Bless You
        Gamini Goonetilleke

    2. Dear Max
      Thank you very much for your comment on Mr Banku. I am happy that Premasiri recovered and is still in contact with me 34 years after he started walking. That is what brings me happiness.
      God Bless You Too

    1. Dear Dehan. I lost contact with Mr Banku. But established contact once again in 2014 at my exhibition. We are in regular contact by phone. He is very keen to read the story about Mr Banku. I have sent the link to him. I asked him to use the Google Translator. Many of the patients I treated in Polonnaruwa are my friends. I admire the rural folk for their simplicity. The service rendered is never forgotten. They call me “sargen mahattaya”
      Kind regards

  7. What great service Doctor! Banku would have been still depending on his banku to move around if not for you.God bless you.

  8. Dear Dr,
    You are a gem in comparison to many mudalis we see who are out to fleece patients, the Lord is definitely within in your style. God bless you abundantly .
    Pat Benedict

  9. What a Good Samaritan you have been to a helpless lad your reward will be great Doctor n May Our Creator Bless you with Miraculous rewards

  10. I read it completely Sir. What a wonderful story! If you were a Buddhist we call these types of deeds as sharing of merits. It’s good to share the good deeds you have done with others, so they can rejoice in it as well. It’s good for both parties.

  11. Dear Gamini,How compassionate you are comparing to doctors of today. They see the patients like coming on a conveyor belt. I have heard stories,what a pioneer Private Hospital does.This happened to a one of my friends mother. She was dying of COPD. The Attended have told him “Sir your mother is on oxygen now but when you leave we have been instructed turn it off”. This is only one off incident.
    God Bless You.
    Nihal De Silva

  12. Mr Banku was fortunate to meet a “Vishista Doctor”……
    it is not by chance but truly a miracle……..
    After all the Lord has shared his healing hands especially with Surgeons.

  13. Some are born great. Some achieve greatness. Some have greatness thrust on them…. Shakespeare You have achieved greatness. This is only one of many such humanitarian acts that you have performed.

  14. Dear Gamini,
    As Public Officers of different Disciplines, we met 40 years back in Polonnaruwa and later as Doctor and patient on many occasions. I survived illness through the year 2006 with your dedication as a devoted Doctor. Today even after forty years I am here as a friend, to congratulate and appreciate your surgeries and treatments. Jaye.

  15. Dr Gamini, may God bless you and your family for your wonderful service to humanity.

  16. These are stories we need to keep our spirits up in these difficult days. Thank you and keep these wonderful stories coming.

  17. Heart touching, inspiring and motivational story. What miracles surgeons can do? I am sure you really enjoyed your surgical skills

Leave a Reply