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https://www.ba-bamail.com/content.aspx?emailid=35741Wednesday, April 29, 2020
Obituary, Berty Sebastianpillai
Good bye & Farewell to Another Batchmate - Berty Sebastianpillay- our deepest sympathies
email from
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6:35 PM (14 minutes ago)
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In
case you have not received this sad news, I want to share our deepest
sympathies at the death of another of our batch mates- Berty
Sebastianpillai who had passed away couple of days in Darwin.
The
death was apparently sudden and unexpected but who was found to have an
obstructed bile duct associated jaundice few days prior to his death.
I have not met him for over 40 years but he was a friendly sociable and a helpful batchmate during medical student days.
Could you please share with our batch mates and could please pass our deepest sympathies to his surviving family.
Regards
C. S. Nanayakkara
Our Condolences to the family of our medical college batch-mate.
May his soul Rest In Peace.
Alfred Lord Tennyson wrote 'Crossing the Bar' in 1889, three years before he died:-
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But
such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight
and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For
tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have cross’d the bar.
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have cross’d the bar.
The poem itself is a metaphor for death. 'Crossing the Bar' could
be interpreted to mean “crossing the sandbar” out into sea, transitioning from
life into death. The Pilot is a symbol for God
If the sandbar is Tennyson's metaphor for the boundary between life and
death, then "Crossing the Bar" is all about crossing from life to
death. But if you think you're in for a morbid poem, you're in for a surprise
instead. This poem is all about accepting and embracing death, rather than
fearing the dark unknown.
Philip Veerasingam
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5:57 AM (3 minutes ago)
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Thanks Philip,
Sorry to hear this. Balakrishnan and I went to Darwin a few years ago and met up with him and his wife.
May his soul rest in Peace.
Nadana and Rathy
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