22 July 2023, 07:40 AM IST 1. Son Chandi Oommen near the grave where Oommenchandy’s body was buried 2. Oommenchandy’s daughter Mariam comforts Oommenchandy’s daughter Mariam, an elderly mother who came to pay her respects at Oommenchandy’s grave.
Pudupally: Oommen Chandy is in daily rest and in contact with people. On Thursday night, he had returned to the soil of Puthupally St. George Orthodox Valiyapally premises. Even after the ceremonies were over, those who wanted that closeness kept coming. People came to the church like a pilgrimage.
The roof of the tomb was being polished enough for worshipers to lay flowers. Two unextinguished candles in front. Near the mountain of flower garlands offered by the people. A circumambulation path is being prepared around the grave. From beyond the fence I saw those who were rowing; And those who return after offering candles and flowers.
Those who could not be seen after waiting for two days came again on Friday morning. Men known only to Oommen Chandy came and took the hand of son Chandy Oommen. She met Oommen Chandy and told her son everything she had told him and returned. The mothers held Chandi Oommen and said that they were with her.
His son stood there, taking off his shoes and stomping on the green soil. The people’s beloved Kunjunyu plants are standing in the shade of the tombstones. Its stone walls became seats.
The women showed their love to their daughter Maria who came to her father after praying in the church in the morning. Orth Kunjamma, an elderly woman who consoled Sir by calling her on the phone when her son died, cried. “Ummenchandi sir can’t talk then. Even so, there was no hindrance to talk about my mother…” Kunjamma was also cut off.
At 11 o’clock, Radhakrishnan reached his dear friend in Travancore. The aftermath was rushed. CB Kollad, who walked like Oommen Chandy’s shadow, was also near the grave. CB and his friends find it difficult to adjust to the early morning.
After the ceremony in the church and the people who came joined, the silver dress was changed like a Sunday in Puthupalli. They were relieved by the wind that left the smell of the previous day’s lance.
2023-07-22 02:10:00
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