It’s really hard to sit in a new place and not look back at the people u have left behind. I have just been transferred from St Joseph’s Church Goregaon East to Holy Family Church Pestom Sagar and I can’t remember single instance that I have not looked back to think of people who were a part of my life.
Every time I pick up a Scrap card written by someone from the parish, I can’t help but smile and say to myself yes he/she has really touch my life... every SMS ends with the lines, Fr. We really miss u...and I smile back and say to my self...yes even I miss them.
In spite of all the ups and downs I experienced, I really enjoyed myself. There was lot to learn for every experience, form every encounter. An old sister once told me when I was a seminarian, that there is lot to learn from every single soul, provided u r willing to learn, and that has been my experience. Be it the Home for the Aged [ oooops sorry, my sweethearts ], the SSC animators or the zones that I was in touch with, or the Youth of the parish, they all made me feel young and one of them. The Eucharistic celebrations every Sunday and the Canteen after that was the high point of everything.
I loved every moment of my stay there. The little fights among the cats and ms J’s, the miss calls and the sms’s, the picnics and the waterfalls, the church collections and movies, the shared breakfast and lovely small parties we had, and how can I forget the many times I bored u all with my sermons, hmhmhm how I miss all those moments, they will never come again, but they will remain a treasure for the rest of my life. All in all I will miss all my young little sweethearts, some of them are still in touch with me.
Thanks for all that U have done for me!
Sayonara!
Yes we will meet again....
