Showing posts with label Jesuits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jesuits. Show all posts

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Adieu Fr Aelred Gomes SJ!

The person who moulded me as a Jesuit…

On August 1, while offering Mass in the morning, I got a few missed calls from a Jesuit companion. Guessing something important, immediately after the Mass, I called him back. On receiving my call, he said, “Fr Aelred Gomes is no more.” This news came to me as a huge shock. I was well informed about his illness, but his sudden departure was beyond my imagination. Last year around this time, I spoke to him over the phone. He inquired about my study, my future plan, and promised to share with me certain issues when we meet in person. Had I known that would be my last conversation with him, I would have talked to him a little more!

My first meeting…
In 1998, I was studying in Notre Dame College and was staying in the BCS hostel, Asad Gate in Dhaka. It was the time that I began to interact with the Jesuits (the Society of Jesus), that later become my second home. I was in touch with Fr Jerry Gomes SJ (then a scholastic) and was trying to explore the possibility of joining the Jesuits. One day, Fr Jerry informed me that his Provincial Superior, Fr Aelred Gomes SJ, was on an official visit to Bangladesh and he would come to the hostel to meet me. I was little bit nervous and anxious to meet an Indian priest. But the simplicity of his life and the intellectual calibre had touched me on the first meeting itself. He wore very simple dress, had put on cheap sandals and carried an ordinary handbag with him. After the initial talk, he began to talk Rabindranath Tagore, Bangla band, cinema, computer, cricket...finally just before leaving, he invited me to join the Jesuits after the final exam.

My second meeting…
I did join the Jesuits in Dhaka after my final exam in 1999 along with another four companions. In 2000, having completed his tenure as provincial Superior, Fr Aelred came to Bangladesh for a short break. We began to stay in the same community and he began to teach us English. His creative method of teaching English was remarkable. Once during prayer on the Eid day, the biggest Muslim festival, he made us read a short refection on the inner meaning of Eid from the Bengali newspaper Prothom Alo and asked us to reflect and pray. It was the first time ever in my life that I had the taste of a different prayer. During his stay with us, he made us to see, reflect and know the world from a very different perspective. He was always eager to learn and could easily engage in conversation from spirituality to computer, from art to sport, from philosophy to politics …and list is endless.

My third meeting…that till the end of his life
After having completed the pre-noviciate in Dhaka, I along with another three companions were sent to Calcutta for the Noviciate, the first canonical stage of Jesuit formation. Just before going for the Noviciate, we were told that Fr Aelred Gomes would be our Novice Master. Thus, in the Noviciate, I began a journey with him, which lasted almost till his death.
I have many memories of Fr Aelred. He is the man who moulded me as a Jesuit.
Today, 
  • If I claim that I have some Ignatian spirit or Jesuit spirit, it is because of him.
  • If I claim that I have certain principles and philosophy of life, it is because of him.
  • If I claim that I love Tagore songs, or classical Bengali films, it is because of him.
  • If I claim that I can pray with text of some great personalities or Sacred Scriptures of other religions, it is because of him.
  • If I claim to enjoy the inner beauty of consecrated life it is because of him.

I have many memories of Fr Aelred. I am ever grateful to all that he had done and been to me. Thanks Fr Aelred for being so kind to me, for inserting in me the spirituality of St Ignatius and for encouraging me for what I am today. We shall meet again...till then continue to inspire me...

(This short piece I penned immedieately on hearing the death news of Fr Aelred Gomes SJ)


Friday, August 31, 2012

This short meeting I will always cherish…


(For the last two months I have been visiting and meeting many people as my summer programme demanded me to do so. On August 16, I came to Gallarate Jesuit community to spend a few weeks. I try to help out in the Jesuit infirmary. I met some wonderful Jesuits here and Cardinal Martini is one of them.)

On August 17, after the Eucharistic celebration Father Cesare, the Superior of the Gallarate Jesuit community asked me, “Did you meet Cardinal Martini?” “I saw him from far but I did not have courage to meet him personally” I said rather low voice. “Come with me” he said and asked me to follow him.

Cardinal Martini just came out of the chapel with his wheel-chair. He was being helped by a priest. We went close to Cardinal. Fr Cesare introduced me to Cardinal. When I kissed his ring he asked which part of Bangladesh I was from. I told him Dhaka archdiocese. He said that once he had visited Bangladesh. He was happy to know about the Jesuit presence in Bangladesh. He wanted to talk to me more. But as he was finding it difficult to speak and his voice was so low, the priest assisting the Cardinal asked me to meet him another time. Then the Cardinal blessed me and left.

Thereafter I would see Cardinal everyday for the mass. Every day after the mass he would give the final blessing. I would often look at his face during mass. There was always a glimpse of peace and serenity on his face. Then for the last few days he was finding extremely difficult to speak. He stopped joining the community mass. I would often go to his room to take or give something for him.

This morning I came to know that his final moment has come. Then in the afternoon, when I heard that he passed away, I went to his room with another a few Jesuits. We stood near his bed as ‘friends in the Lord’. Though his eyes were close but the same peace and serenity was on face. I remembered the few words we exchanged. This short meeting gave me much joy…I will always cherish this short meeting!

Saturday, April 21, 2012

RIP: Gvidas


Bro Mura sj, my community member and a senior Jesuit asked me, “Did you get the news?” “What news?” I asked, with a witty smile as I do often with him.

“Gvidas went to the house of our Lord” he replied. “We will remember him in our prayer” he continued and walked towards the chapel.

It would not unfair for my part if I do not say it was expected. (I wrote about him already in my blog, a few weeks back:http://riponspeaks.blogspot.it/2012/03/we-are-friends-in-lord.html ).We all knew his days are numbered, but we did not know when it would come.

Gvidas, a young scholastic of my community was diagnosed with cancer last year. Last summer he went to the USA for his doctoral research. It was there that his illness was discovered. Before summer we all wished each other and hoped to meet again after summer. But who would have guessed that it was our last meeting with Gvidas.

Gvidas died in the presence of his mother. It must have been/is a terrible time for his mother. This reminds me the sorrows of our dear Mother. Our Mother silently bore the sufferings of her dear Son.

Gvidas your memories will always remain with us!





Saturday, April 14, 2012

RIP: Fr Jacob Srampickal SJ

I paused for a while. I was in the middle of composing a mail. I left it unfinished. How could it possible! I was just planning to have a meal with him. Last month he invited me to his community. We had a lovely meal with lots of sharing. He was planning to go back to India to take up his new assignment. We decided that after Easter we would meet again. But he is gone!

My companion Benedict came and broke the news to me. He picked up the news from the facebook and then confirmed with his friends. He was Benedict’s professor. Then he came and told me. He knew that we were good friends.

On the first gathering of the South Asian Jesuits I met him here in Rome. We spoke for a while. Then he invited me to his community. I went to his community with another Sri Lankan Jesuit. We spoke a lot. He mentioned to us about the importance of companionship and friendship. He asked us to have always time for our companions. We three of us formed a group. Then over the year we met several times. Sometimes he would come to our community; sometimes we would go to his community. He was a professor and we were students in the same university. But he always made us feel at home in his presence. While talking to us he would be very down to earth.
Today he is no more with us. His memories are still vivid. He was a true Jesuit companion to me.
Dear Father Srampickal, you have touched my life with your presence. We have walked for a while together. Though I miss you, but I am sure we will meet again. We are friends in the Lord!

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Silently doing the God’s will

Silently doing the God’s will

For a day the festivity was all around our house. It was the occasion of the Diaconal Ordination of the third year. There were many guests, many unfamiliar faces. From my room I could hear the crying of children and laughing of women in our corridor. Later I heard from one of my companions that he got up from bed early in the morning as I heard the crying of a child. Initially he was not sure either he was dreaming.

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