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When words fail, silence prevails.
Rex is vivid in our memories.
When he was attending school at Kattanam we saw him back home in the school uniform. We had dropped in at Rajan and Molly's place on our way back to Trivandrum from Thalavady. A young boy.
Then we met him twice at Aby's house at Dubai. Knowing we were there he had called on us.
He had grown up.
In between the two visits, we met him at Thalavady when Papa passed away in April 2008. He was one of the pall bearers.
A responsible young man . We liked him very much.
We were happy to be in touch with him when the Cholakathu family meets were on, online.
To hear, he is no more, is shocking, to put it mildly.
Sometimes we are made to feel, life is very unkind. The deeply religious would argue, man has no right to ask 'Why?' But my question remains. 'Why?'
The sorrow of the family and the parents has no parallels. The wound evades healing. There is no soothing either. There is the road block. One is left to ponder, where to? And, how?
We grieve with the grieving.
The loss is ours.
Solace is afar.
Yet, Rex would live in us forever.
We praise the Lord for giving him to all of us.
16th December 2023
It was a day that brought everyone together. Sadness filled the air. Bidding goodbye to Rex of 43 years was not easy.
But the whole family was dignified in tackling the trauma.
At the church, Rajan spoke his mind out. While we were worried how he could survive the grief, there he was with a clarity of thought, linear, and expressing himself extempore. He drew the portrait of 43 years so well displaying nerves of steel.
The crowd that gathered said it all, how they loved the family.
