From the minute we were born to the moment we take our last breath, there is that little time in between it all that we call LIFE. Though change is the only thing constant in this world, the concept of losing someone forever is something that’s difficult to grasp. For the most part, you’re forced to face reality for what it is.
I met Philip Achayan in the year 1995. Occassion was the wedding of my younger brother Jeemon with Jolly at Ranni in a beautiful church. Jolly is one among the 4 daughters of Philipchaan.
I saw in him a father who is very happy and content with what God gave him. He did not make any empire but spread love and compassion with the people with whom he interacted. He was regular in the church in Mumbai and had a soft corner for the poor people around.
One of the great qualities I saw in him was he never raised his voice with his family members, always soft spoken and never ever a demanding person. Moreover, he was a person of prayer.
When I last saw him few years back in Mumbai, his health was deteriorating and could hardly walk without a support. But one thing was always there,.....smiling face. No grumpling, no regrets but always praised about four daughters and husbands. He was very proud of them.
There was a person always supportive who stood with him in all times.....his loving wife.
May God strengthen the family to bear the loss.
May God put him in a special place from where he will be watching us, the people who loved and cherished him!
After the tears have dried and the goodbyes have been said, all we have to hold onto are the happy memories that we’ve shared with our loved ones who have passed, this is what keeps them alive in our hearts and in our minds, and they will continue to live on, through us.
Please accept our heartfelt condolences Jessy, Jiji, Jolly and Janice.🙏🙏🙏
Jaimon, Bombay.