Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2009 05:33:54 -0800 (PST)
From: From PAES <[email protected]>

Many, many years ago when God sent an angel and took my little sister away from 
us, it was heart-breaking to see my mother sob bitterly for days together. My 
father weathered the agony with less visible emotions, but hastened to 
commemorate the loss by placing an angel at the head of my sister?s marble 
tombstone. That was like asking the Lord: "Let the angel keep a watch". But 
what was really thought- provoking was an old woman by my mother's side 
consoling her diligently with these words: "Zaun, Devachich khoxi zali".

Over the years, those seemingly wise words, uttered in sheer submission to the 
will of God, helped me tide over many more family losses. But never did they 
strike me so eerily until another day of reckoning came to pass. This time it 
was an angel that swooped down on a taxi-cab that had just rammed into a 
lamp-post, instantly killing the driver and another occupant. Mysteriously 
enough, two others who survived were the very ones that had persuaded this 
occupant to join them on a journey that was destined to be fatal. Later, they 
recounted the harrowing loss of their loved classmate at the medical school, 
and unwittingly shattered the lives of three more. My son of 23 years was that 
classmate and gone forever, leaving behind his distressed mother and a sister 
to share in my sorrow. 

Mario responds:

I can summon no words that can make any difference to your unimaginable sorrow 
at the loss of a younger sister and a young son, both in the prime of their 
lives.

You have lived my worst nightmare - the loss of a child, as well as the equally 
tragic loss of a younger sibling, both unspeakable tragedies that turn 
convention and reason and the normal order of things upside down. 

May God continue to give you and your family the strength to carry on, to 
celebrate the all-too-short time you did enjoy with them, perhaps to use the 
heavy cross you have been asked to carry to counsel others that death always 
lurks around the corner but that life must go on.

My heartfelt condolences.





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