Reflections on the great soul on his 107th Birthday

1st February 2023

It's 15 years, this April 5th since Papa left us stranded, orphaned. 91 years 2 months and 5 days is a long time. God blessed him to be in this world for so long. Not everyone does that. Still we felt sad when he departed.

Feb 1st, his birthday, we used to celebrate with gay abandon. There would be the cake that would be shared after the knife is put to it by Papa.

The candle would be lit and extinguished. We would sing Happy Birthday...... The Payasam would be there to be savoured after the sumptous lunch or dinner or the ubiquitous biriyani.

Those days are gone forever. But the memories remain fresh as ever. He lives in our minds.

As the years years go by, people tend to forget the great man. Not even the children may remember him. 

We are grateful for the posts by Biju, Aby, Kochumon and Babuchayan. We know he lives on in the minds of each and everyone because he was an unforgettable personality who had been helpful to all he came across.

God led him. His faith in God was absolute. When he prayed, he would kneel, close his eyes and speak to the creator who stood in front of him. He never prayed for himself. He prayed for everyone he knew.

God did answer his prayers. God blessed us all abundantly.

And we are where we are now.

Though Mummy's premature departure had hurt him badly - she was 50 when she was called back, Jan 15 was her birthday - he had compartmentalised his personal loss and had carried on gamely.

He was our friend, guide and counsellor just as he had been to everyone he met.

--Reflections on the great soul on his 107th Birthday

1st February 2023