faith..
Went to church today after a very long time... strange.. yes.. but totally new church in a town absolutely new to me .. very small.. hardly 50 ppl were there.. new to me.. coz church to me always meant a large congregation of highly devout or highly hypocritic ppl.. here it was just 50 ppl.. considerin this sunday was a family sunday my grandparents had also come down from trivandrum.. neway.. i walked in late .. and the only place was next to a wizened lookin old man in the corner.. i took it being exhausted by the long walk straight uphill.. i sat down next to him and slowly he began to speak.. surprisingly he spoke in english.. he was talkin to himself.. a soft voice.. nearly breakin with emotion.. at first i didnt pay too much attention.. then as the service got more and more borin i started listenin to him.. he seemed to be in deep conversation wit someone called johnny..i didnt disturb him.. not wantin to stop the old man and disturb his peace.. he went on about how the "thing" looked amazing and how proud he was that he could see it ... slowly he stopped talkin and i wondered wat was going on.. he just prayed .. as the family's went forward .. i noticed eh was alone .. he came back and took his place.. tears slowly formin in his eyes.. as the service i ended .. he asked me who i was .. considerin i was new at the church i gave him a whole history .. i asked.. he told me bout himself.. george kurien.. architect.. retired of course he laughed.. i asked him why he laughed .. and he said son im 95.. i was shocked.. he looked a fightin 70.. not 95.. i spoke to him for a good five minutes and then asked him where the rest of his family was.. he told me they had all moved on... it was really heart wrenchin to see this old man all alone.. but still all cheery crackin jokes with the rest of the crowd and laughing heartily with all of them.. he caught my eye and walked over.. i kno wat ur thinkin he said .. dont feel sorry for me.. when i come here im with my family he said.. i didnt realize wat he was sayin so i nodded and smiled.. i left shortly after and went back to the hospital .. as i did my rounds for the day i was buzzed to the ER.. runnin there.. i was shocked to see my patient was noone other than my bench mate at church.. i tried everythin i knew to revive him.. but there was nothin i could do given his condition.. he died that night.. as i covererd his sheets that night.. i saw a message scrawled on a piece of paper.. at least now i dont have to go to church to talk to u it said in small neat font.. and i couldnt help but smile.. family sunday yes.. recollections .. and reunions.. wat more could one ask for.. :) ..hey
im now home.. kattapana... close to thekkady... which is close to munnar that is in kerala.. its a quiet kerala town.. but it has broadband .. :).. hehe.. happy diwali to all of u guys.. happy ramzan for those who read it on the day.. :)..
im still me
may the force be with u..
blabbered by Vishal 'Tommy' Thomas @ 4:05 am
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