Once upon a time, many years ago, in a small suburban place called Manganam in the Land of latex called Kottayam lived a young man called ,"kuttan". During his heydays he was the MGR of the place, helping the needy and always there for every one.
Just like the wheels of time is always on the move so was the fortunes of this young man. The onset of bad days cast its temporary spell for a good 25 years to follow.
As time moved on,he left the shores to a faraway land to start life afresh amongst unknown people and surroundings far away from his family.Much so much to become a not so known to the next of kin as time went by as visits were less frequent and far between..
The salary was not very handsome but enough for self and to keep the flow of payment to creditors steady.However like every other human being from the first salary earned off shore a sum quite big in those days was sent.
The joy and happiness of receiving money from abroad was evident. But the first thought was not of spending it but choosing to hand it over to Fr. Chandy who is no more today for the welfare of the orphans under his care then.This was a thanksgiving to God..
After a long gap of so many years with no creditors left , free soul just imagine receiving a sum with an extra zero to what was received 25 years ago once again for the end use of children.
This is what is called a blessing in disguise.
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