Suunday Blessings - Busy Hot Day

Today was the hottest day so far.

An angry dusty ,flaming wind whipped ,kicked and rattled

everything in sight.

Aunt Maya visited us right after church.

Following that I went to

attend a Memorial Service for

Mr V C, who passed away in Goa last month.

His wife and daughter brought his ashes to our city

to be immersed in the River Ganga

as per his wishes.

Uncle V, as we called him

carved a named for himself in golden letters

in Global Banking. He held top positions

in various International Banks.

(L -R) Daughter V and second wife J

They have been our family friends since my

parent 's young age.
Aunt D (his first wife, close friend of ours)

and 2 daughters spent 3 summer months in our city about 26 years ago before moving to the Middle East.

We sisters spent a lot of time with them.

It was fun recounting the memories

of youth with V.

We met after 13 years.

I searched their name on Face Book and contacted them.

The service took place in Mr V C 's old school.

(my nephew also studied there).

A number of the school 's alumni , family and friends

were present.

(above) Dr R R stepping way after delivering her tribute.

Her illustrious family were good

friends of our nation builders like

Mahatma Gandhi and Rabindranath Tagore.

They are also our family friends.

A group of out city 's prominent citizen 's

talking with Vand J.
Apart from eulogizing the departed soul

all of the speakers recalled the past

history of our city - and the school.

One gentleman reminisced that

erring boys were often caned by

the Headmaster or the Sargent (this was in the 1950s).

And after receiving the punishment each lad

had to say "Thank you" to the

"law enforcement officer".

Many times the poor boys did not know why they were

thanking the teacher, but he said he owes his

grooming and success to that era.

I really enjoyed walking down memory

lane with the old boys.

Got back home fighting the belligerent wind,

had lunch and rested a bit.

In the evening just as I started blogging we

had 2 groups of visitors who left at 8pm.

A young couple, Ravi and Alka came with their son Yash.

They are related to us.

Yash is 4 years old and today he attended

Sunday School for the very first time.

After class his teacher told Mom Alka that Yash

was the brightest kid in class and wanted to

answer all the questions.

When she asked "Why did Jesus die for us?"

Yash answered,"Jesus Papa died because I

sinned". They put Him on the cross because

of my sin."

I tried to capture Yash singing a Sunday School song.

Which goes -

As prayers go up

Blessings come down

Our God is so great

And loves us all.

Yash is an animal lover.

His parents told us

it is mandatory for all his

stories to have animals in them.

Before bidding us goodbye Yash prayed to

Jesus Papa and asked him

to bless Mama and me.