SNATCHED AWAY

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Tired from shopping for bridesmaids dresses, I sat replete with satisfaction.

Trrrrrriiiiiingggggg! I reached for the phone.

Helena…(sobs), Esther Margerate is gone!!!

What do you mean gone…

She died in a car crash just now.

Nooooooo! Just yesterday I spoke to her. She was so excited about her trip!

It was on the way there. Don’t know how it happened, but car jumped the median, hit a truck headlong.

Oh no, no, no… I can’t bear it! She was so full of life. She is too young to die!

I am trying to hold myself together and help the family bring her home.

*The above account is an exact account what happened to one of my dearest friends, 
a true sister.
She was an officer in the government, very honest and a beautiful human being.
I still miss her and often think of her, with fondness. 
This is my tribute and eulogy to her, simple though it is!

Senior IAS officer, two others killed in Krishnagiri accident

TNN | Jan 15, 2015, 02.24 AM IST

KRISHNAGIRI/CHENNAI: Three people, including a senior bureaucrat with the Tamil Nadu government, were killed when the car in which they were travelling rammed a van near Krishnagiri in Tamil Nadu on Wednesday evening.
The accident took place after the front tyre of the SUV burst and the car crashed into the median, mounted it and rammed into a van on the other side of the Krishnagiri-Chennai national highways, police said. The deceased were identified as Shanthini Kapoor, 55, principal secretary to Tamil Nadu government in special programme implementation, her brother-in-law Richard Shristi, 48, and her relative Selvaraj, 52, who was the sub-inspector of prohibition enforcement wing in Chennai.
Shanthini Kapoor, her sister Petricia, 45, Richard Shristi’s niece Anna Christina, 20, were heading to Bangalore from Chennai in the car on Wednesday evening when the accident occurred. When they neared Kattinayanapalli Murugan temple near Krishnagiri around 4.30pm, the front wheel of the car suddenly burst and Selvaraj, who was driving the car, lost control. The car rammed into the median and crashed into the van, headed for Chennai, on the other side of the national highway.
The SUV then rammed the side wall of the road and an electric post. In the accident, Shanthini, Richard and Selvaraj suffered grievous injuries and died instantly while Petricia and Anna Christina were taken to a hospital with injuries. In the impact, another car that was behind the van, rammed the rear side of the van and seven persons travelling in the car sustained injuries.
Passersby immediately called the 108 ambulance, which took all the nine victims to the government hospital in Krishnagiri town. Doctors, who examined them, said their condition was stable. Meanwhile, Petricia and Christina were taken to a private hospital in Bangalore, based on their request. Krishnagiri district collector T P Rajesh, SP P Kannammal and other officials arrived at the spot and initiated investigation. A case was registered by Krishnagiri town police.
The incident came as a shock for Shanthini’s friends at the secretariat. “It is shocking. She was a wonderful human being and a committed officer at work, and preferred to maintain a low profile,” said a senior bureaucrat and Shanthini’s friend. When news of the accident reached her office in the evening, personal staff in her chamber were inconsolable. A steady stream of officials from the neighbouring departments dropped in the evening to console the staff and convey condolences.
The 1983-batch officer is survived by her husband, Peter Kapoor, a businessman and daughter Sanjana, who works for a non-government organization in Bangalore. The officer had gone to see her daughter, stationed in Hosur, and had planned to go to Bangalore for an extended holiday. The plan was to stay at ISRO guest house in Bangalore on January 16 and 17. “On Monday, she attended a review meeting, her last, by chief secretary on the special initiatives of the governments, including distribution of laptops, mixies and grinders,” said an officer.
In 2012, then Krishnagiri collector (now state project director of SSA) Pooja Kulkarni met with a similar accident on the Chennai-Bangalore national highway and suffered injuries. Her duffadar G Muniraj died, while two other staff members were injured. The collector was rushed to a hospital in Bangalore for treatment.

http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/city/chennai/Senior-IAS-officer-two-others-killed-in-Krishnagiri-accident/articleshow/45892401.cms

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Friday Fictioneers is talented group of enthusiasts penning down a story, a poem, a prose, etc.,  expressing their heart about a photo prompt, every week. Thanks for this week’s beautiful photo prompt © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

ON THE SHELF

It hurts to see the world hurtling by,

No thought or sentiment to remember you by.

No balm or alarm to mark your turn of time,

Nor concern or care to help you wade the tide!

It pains to watch their wake pulsing by,

While you sit in the shallows of your ebbing bye.

Not that you grudge the boom of their wave,

Nor envy the flush of their flashing dive!

It quietens to know the qualm is just passing by,

It isn’t here to stay, just help you stay.

None can reverse the rising dawn,

Nor return the roaring of the new morn!

 

MEMORIES

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They eagerly peered out the car windows. Such a mixture of the new and the old.

“This is the Dataran Merdeka or Independence Square since we received our independence here and the Malayan flag was hoisted for the first time at midnight (time: 12:00 AM) on 31 August 1957. Our annual Merdeka Parade here commemorates it.”

“This 95-metre flagpole is one of the tallest in the world and a flat, round black marble plaque marks the location where the Malayan flag was raised for the first time.”

“This used to be the cricket green of the Selangor Club (now Royal Selangor Club).”

Their cab driver proved an able guide.

*My husband and I were in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, last October. The Central City Square captivated us as it was actually part of the old city. This week’s pic reminded me of that place! The photos below record our memories of that time, which also happened to coincide with our 26th wedding anniversary!

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To know more about the Merdeka Square, please access this site:
http://kuala-lumpur.attractionsinmalaysia.com/Merdeka-Square.ph
Friday Fictioneers is talented group of enthusiasts penning down a story, a poem, a prose, etc.,  expressing their heart about a photo prompt, every week. Thanks for this week’s beautiful photo prompt © Sandra Crook

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

TRENDING PASTURES

Wealth doesn't mean wealthy,
Riches don't denote richness.
Property mayn't ensure prosperity,
Finance won't imply freedom.
Provision can't provide perspective,
These are but evanescent!

Affluence accounts but won't give access,
Gifts goad but may not impart grace.
Income induces but can't instill interest,
Equity excites but doesn't extend existence.
Valuables vouch but don't add value,
These are but fleeting!

Investment incubates increase,
Money multiplies millions.
Treasure transcends treason, 
Gold garners glitters.
Bond brings bliss,
These are but froth!

Savings can't give salvation,
Assets ensure not assurance.
Deposits don't deny death,
Policies won't guarantee painless.
Accounts communicate not accountability,
These are but transient!

All that is lasting,
All that makes free
All that satisfies,
All that substantiates,
All that is corrosion-free,
There is but one thing to do!

Search for them as hidden treasures,
Run after them in fearless vestures
Pursue them with ceaseless measures,
Strive in them as rousing ventures
Persevere in spite of constant pressures,
They are but the only lasting structures!

PROV 2:4 & COL 3:1-3

A PLAINT

Here you lie among thistles and thorns
Forlorn, forsaken, forgotten?
No, never, by me,
Witness my seat by you!

You ask why I stay,
Ah, my love, how can I not?
My life is twined with you
Can I cut the thread that binds us still?

I live the present with the past in mind
Do I have a future, do I look forward?
Not at all, unless its my end
How can I, when I've lost my half, my you?

Man's life is like the grass flower,
Doesn't it bloom, die in a day?
Time, though short, seems long,
Oh, when will I go, when will I be dust?
Friday Fictioneers is talented group of enthusiasts penning down a story, a poem, a prose, etc.,  expressing their heart about a photo prompt, every week. Thanks for this week’s beautiful photo prompt © Liz Young

RESURRECTION REASONING

God of all of universe,
Master of earth & sky,
Deigned to be human.
Mystery of loving care,
Born to die, born to set free!

Only Begotten of the true God,
Epitome of grace,
Walked into life
Lamb of His love,
Marked before ages, marked for time!

Sacrifice of God,
Holy & pure
Laid on the altar.
Heaven's offering,
Willingly given, willingly received!

Son of man,
Potter's clay,
Exemplified mercy.
Meek and mild,
Humble to the core, humble to the end!
 
Face of God
Wisdom's plan
Sought His will
Reflector of His light
Thought not of himself, thought only of us!

Righteousness of God,
Glory of His Name,
Satisfied true justice.
Ruler of His realm,
Rose out of darkness, rose to give light!

Divine weakness,
Manhood's strength,
Died to give life.
Victor of death,
Glorified for now, glorified for ever!