THE LAST SONG ON OUR TITANIC
T hough I have lived in Mumbai for over four decades, and though I am a Christian (a Catholic in that), I have never been to St Michael’s Church at Mahim on the day of the Mother Mary Novenas i.e. on a Wednesday. I have been there on other days when the church (shrine) is almost deserted… I have sat there alone, in the overpowering silence… tears rolling down my cheeks, but asking for nothing, saying nothing, seeing nothing, but feeling everything. I do not remember thinking of whom – Mother Mary, Jesus, St. Michael or God, the Father. I just do not know what that solitary moment called, what that presence you feel called… that sense of surrender… ‘Thy will be done’! On this Monday, after my appointment with my doctor at the Hinduja Hospital, my wife and I decided to spend some quiet moments in the Mahim Church. As I said, only the side door was open… I could see only a couple of people inside (almost all of them seemed non-Christians). But, then, just like my wif...