Every accident is a news until it affects us personally

Yesterday, to be more precise, the day before yesterday gave our family a shocking news... It was the sad, to be correct, the tragic death of two ladies in the Kallada bus accident at Salem.. One being our close relative and the other being a lose family friend....

We come across accidents almost daily in the newspaper.. engineer died... Doctor and family died... pedestrian overrun by truck.... and all ranges of news.... It all remains just news unless we are personally affected.. We read the news, pass a comment of sadness to the nearby sitting fellow, or think ourselves and feel pity over the affected and there ends the chapter. But it really affects us when we find someone close to us missing in the rest of our life.. I was not at all close to the dead people, but my parents very much were. I too attended the burial of my second cousin. her name was Sherin, just 26 years of age... Woke into her well arranged married life before 8 months with immense hopes and aspirations but only to find them crashed by a unforgivable mistake of the driver.... She was one of the top rated students all throughout her academics and got jobs in more than a couple of banks.. All hailed her fate and luck and praised God's grace showered upon her.... yesterday, while she was bidding the final BYE to her husband and family and relatives and the people who had come, who can repeat the same words??? I have always felt the priests are doing a hard core job of doing a condolence speech in these occasions where the death is unexpected and tragic.... Who can console them?? Whatever words of the Bible is told to them, will that be strong enough to enter their ears??? But i should say, the environment there was calm and quiet than i expected.... None wept loud, None cried loud. all were giving a lovable wish to their dearest Sherin to be able to sit on the laps of Lord Jesus and pray for the people down on earth....

Like the priest told in his speech, like a man feels the existence of his hand even after its removed by surgery, the presence of Sherin will be felt for a long time in the life of her closed ones.. As far as i am concerned, thats the difference between an accident news and when it happens to our closed ones..

As a substitute

Today was a day of substitutions for me.. Ya.. i handled two classes at Chavara school which was really a home away from home for me for 12 years of my school life... I took two sessions in Std.VIII and Std.VII.. One was Physics and other was Social Science.. It was quite easy to handle the Physics class which was about force and pressure.. The class was quite smooth except one or two making little problems in between. The second session was a bit tough.. It was Social Science which even during my schooling was a hard nut to crack.. I was the only person with less than 90 marks in it among the 15 top ranks in 10th board...if i had good marks in it, i wud have topped the list in 10th.. I recollect the history classes by jacob sir... During the school days, The easiest way to have a sleep was to read the history text book. I still remember myself using dis technique many a times.i got the same subject history today to teach.. the medieval period..... While i dealt physics easily by asking questions, it was too difficult to do the same with history since i could hardly find the answers in the text.. i had to search the answers in the text to find something.. Anyway i had a nice time with them.. In VII, i had to seriously scold a boy who was a bit too much in the class. They were asking me if i am the new teacher.. I quietly walked past them without giving them any reply.. .. I am told to come tomoro also.. Which classes are awaiting me tomo?? wait and see