It was in the lobby of an empty hotel on a windswept, rainy Atlantic coast that I had arranged to meet the Tamil doctor. A political refugee from the tropical jungles of northern Sri Lanka, he now lives in a tranquil landscape of pine trees and glaciers. Wrapped in a thick fleece against the damp chill outside, the doctor was extremely nervous about delving back into the past. He had just been through a month of intensive trauma counselling. There were times when he’d contemplated suicide