My Guru
shuchiyodu shudya beskuthisha
sparshichulla pathangal
pukudyana dwarangal
vanavarothu vasikkenam
Alas! My Guru departed from me.
He was, in all ways, a true guru, one who removed the darkness from his disciples, a light for us in all our paths.
He was not a man with divine qualities, but a divine man with some human qualities. In his Character there is nothing to loose, in his skills there is nothing vain. My Guru was really a saint.
He was the one who truly followed his saintly teachers. Among his two teachers, one was a man of Holiness and a Jewel of Good Conduct (Yacoob Mor Themothiose) and another was a harp of Holy Spirit (Perumbillil Geevarghese Mor Gregoriose). I can see them in my Guru. He is a facade of his gurus.
Although he was a married priest, he was a model for the celibate priests also. During my seminary life, more than the liturgy, I learned from my Guru about how one can be holy; how a priest could imitate Our Loving God in thoughts, words and actions.
I could see a spiritually matured man in my Guru. I have never heard a single word from him accusing or criticizing others. He never judged anyone. I remember that once when I said something against Vattassery Thirumeni in the presence of my Guru, he told me “shemmashan let us use our life for the glory of God than criticizing others”.