Our Daughter

As I told you our son was born in Karachi in the south of Pakistan and our daughter in Islamabad in the north. Here also the hospital was run by Christians. Among them there also Malayali nurses. The name of the church where our daughter was baptised was All Saints Church, similar to the All Saints Church at Udayamperoor near Kochi. I do not remember who were the God parents of our daughter whom we called Anna after my mother’s name. We had Pakistani girls to look after the children.


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An ineffable stillness seemed to have descended on the body of the Shepherd of Jesus, the stillness of death , the stillness of a pause in his spiritual pilgrimage, stillness of a new beginning, the stillness of a moment tied up with eternity, with eternal life, the stillness within the heart of a still revolving planet sending off one of its illustrious occupants home towards the wondrous but unexplored and mystifying abode and ineffable presence of God.

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