IN MEMORIAM

                
   
              _The most beautiful things in life cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart_
                   On the contrary today life has become something that happens to you while you are looking at your smart phone. I consider myself to be the most fortunate of all as I'm a 90’s kid and that simply means I had an awesome childhood. Moral values got inculcated in me not through gadgets and Google but through My Grandparents and my teachers. There is one such valuable message I learnt while I was in my Upper Kindergarten that I wish to share with everyone. 
          
                 It was a Friday; Children of Upper Kindergarten usually do reading activities on all Fridays. My class teacher Mrs.Rosy brought newspapers to the classroom. Each of us were given pages from the newspaper and were asked to read and circle all the familiar two letter words. All of my classmates immediately started doing the activity while I didn’t. Mrs.Rosy found out that I was not reading but just looking at the paper given to me. She came near me and with a warm smile asked, “May I help you dear?”. I looked at her friendly face and replied, “Mrs.Rosy, I’m trying to find out if I know anyone from the
photographs in this page”. Only then Mrs.Rosy noticed that the page given to me had a column titled ‘OBITUARY’. She slowly held my little hands between her palms and said, “Next time when you look at this page and don’t find the photographs of the people you know, just close your eyes and thank God”. Immediately I did what Mrs.Rosy asked me to do and then asked her for the reason. In a very compassionate tone she replied, “Once you find the photographs of the people you know in this column you will never get to see them in your life again”.

                      From then till now every morning I turn the pages of the newspaper hoping that I don’t find Mrs.Rosy in the obituary column smiling back at me.

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