Forgiveness and Closure

DrewBedson · Jan 10, 2014

The Railway Man

I guess this can be considered current events as I just heard about it lol. In any case, two lives were saved upon their meeting.

Two weeks after the beatings, with his arms encased in splints and bandages, Lomax was driven to the Japanese military-police headquarters in Kanchanaburi. There, he was locked in a 5ft cage that soon became full of red ants, mosquitoes and his own filth.

Eventually, he was brought before a shaven-headed NCO, “his face full of violence” and an “almost delicate” interpreter, Takashi Nagase, for interrogation. In fluent English, Nagase accused Lomax of ‘anti-Japanese activities’ and stated that he would be ‘killed shortly’. Lomax remembered it as, “a flat neutral piece of information … I had just been sentenced to death by a man my own age who seemed completely indifferent to my fate. I had no reason to doubt him.”

Nagase said to Lomax, “We know you were involved in building and operating the radio – your friends confessed to your part in it. Now tell us: Who else was involved?” Lomax refused to tell them. They wanted to know why Lomax had secret map of the area around the railway, and where he had got the information to draw it. Unsurprisingly, his explanation that he was a railway enthusiast who had simply mapped it for pleasure on his own devices did not convince them.

The interrogation went on for hours, then days. Nagase was always on hand as interpreter. Eventually the military policemen began to slap Lomax, and then deliver repeated blows to his face as his silence continued. When the policemen stalked out of the room momentarily, Nagase whispered to Lomax, “If you confess, they’ll stop beating you.” But Lomax remained defiant.

On the 5th day of interrogation, Lomax was accused of being a spy – a crime punishable by death. When Nagase told him he had to sign a confession, Lomax again refused. Lomax was dragged out to the banks of the River Kwai and was laid on his back on a bench. One of his broken arms was pulled behind his back, the other across his chest, and he was tied down. He was in agony.

“Are you ready to talk?” Nagase asked. Lomax shook his head.

A towel was put over his mouth and nose. Then one of the guards picked up a long rubber hose, turned a faucet on full force, and directed the stream onto the towel. The water soaked through, blocking Lomax’s mouth and nose. He gagged and frantically gasped for breath as water filled his throat. His stomach began to swell. He was drowning on dry land. When the towel was finally removed and Lomax had recovered from his delirium, he still refused to confess and name his confederates. The water torture began once more. At times, Lomax ended up crying out for his mother, unaware that she had died soon after his capture.

The interrogation and torture finally stopped after more than a week. The Japanese had brought Lomax as close to death as possible, yet he showed no signs of giving in. Nagase informed Lomax that he was being transferred out of the camp. Expressing empathy with the prisoner, Nagase said, “Keep your chin up.”

It had no effect on Lomax, who was consumed with hatred for Nagase. In Lomax’s mind, Nagase personified all the atrocities committed by the Japanese. His was the voice that Lomax heard hour after hour, when the torture began and ended. During the interrogations, Lomax memorised every feature of Nagase’s face: the dark eyes, the small nose, the broad forehead. He wanted to remember him, and someday find him and make him pay.
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But his wartime past wouldn’t leave him. The fractured bones in his right arm and wrist never set properly, making it painful for him to write. He also had frequent nightmares in which he would see Nagase’s face and hear his voice. He refused to talk about the war, reasoning that nobody would understand. He would lose his temper over trivial matters, such as bureaucratic requests for personal information. When his wife asked him what was wrong, Lomax remained tight-lipped and sullen. Finally the marriage ended.

In 1983, at the age of 64, Lomax married Patricia Wallace, a 46-year-old nurse. Patti understood that her husband’s angry outbursts were related to his wartime experiences and assumed things would get better with time. Unfortunately, matters grew worse and the flashbacks continued. He even once refused to take a seat in a restaurant because a Japanese couple was eating nearby. At his wife’s urging, Lomax contacted the Medical Foundation for the Care of Victims of Torture, and began treatments with a psychiatrist, talking about his experiences as a POW. But, he remained darkly obsessed with his torturers, especially the interpreter. He located and wrote other British survivors of Kanchanaburi, requesting information about the camp officials. Nothing came of his efforts. Then, in October 1989, a friend gave Lomax a newspaper clipping about the publication of Crosses and Tigers, a book by Takashi Nagase.

To Lomax’s amazement, the article explained how, “the author has flashbacks of the Japanese military police in Kanchanaburi torturing a POW accused of possessing a map. One of their methods was to pour large amounts of water down his throat.” The article spoke of Nagase’s remorse over Japanese atrocities and his public acts of atonement to the victims.

Lomax got a copy of Nagase’s book and found it very painful to read, especially the details of his interrogation and torture. His wife suggested that he write to Nagase. Lomax refused, but gave her grudging permission to send a letter on her own.

“I have just finished reading your book,” Patti wrote. “My husband is the man you describe being tortured so terribly”. She went on to say he had lived with many unanswered questions all these years and ended with a request: “if you are willing, perhaps you would correspond with my husband?”
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Lomax travelled to the Far East with Patti. On the day of the meeting, he nervously paced about the museum’s terrace. Then he saw a slight Japanese man walking towards him. The face was much older, but still instantly recognisable. The former interpreter identified Lomax just as quickly. When Nagase reached Lomax, he bowed deeply. “I am so very sorry,” he said softly. “I would like…” His voice cracked, and he began to cry. On instinct, Lomax put out his hand, and Nagase clasped it tightly. They sat together in silence on a nearby bench. Finally Lomax spoke, “Do you remember what you told me when we last met?”

“No, I don’t,” Nagase replied.

“You said, ‘Keep your chin up.” Lomax paused, then smiled.

The tension began to vanish. Over the next three days, the men talked about their lives since the war. Their rapport grew easier with time.

The day before they were to part, the two men sat across from each other in silence. Then Lomax handed Nagase a letter he had written the night before. “I think you’d like to have this,” he said.

Nagase unfolded the page and read the words, “Although I can’t forget the ill treatment at Kanchanaburi, taking into account your change of heart, your apologies, the work you are doing, please accept my total forgiveness.”

Nagase looked up and grasped Lomax’s hand. Both men had tears in their eyes.

“I’ve learned that hate is a useless battle,” Lomax said, “and it has to end sometime.”

The two men went on to become firm friends, and their remarkable story of reconciliation has been turned into a film, starring Colin Firth as Eric Lomax, with Nicole Kidman playing his wife. Sadly, Mr Lomax will not now see the film’s release next year.
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