The twenty one year old girl who was going to see her father.
The thirty seven old woman going to meet her husband after six years.
The two kids, eight and five, going to see Disneyland.
The newly married wife excited to see her eager husband.
The sixty year old mother waiting to see her grandchildren.
The mother going for her son’s convocation ceremony.
The scientist anxious to get a well-deserved Award for his lifelong achievement.
The father returning home for his daughter’s wedding.
The boy going home as a man.
The family, now broken.
The mother, now almost dying.
The families of the 239 people who were aboard the MH 370 Malaysiam Jetliner that took off from Kuala Lumpur International Airport and was supposed to land at Beijing at 6.30 a.m. six days ago, has left the whole world praying for its safety. Ten countries (most of them at loggerheads since decades) have launched fifty six ships on the lookout for clues that may answer the countless questions posed by the disappearance of the Flight, in an area spread over 90,000 kilometers.
My thoughts and prayers go out to the passengers, crew, and their families. The only thing more painful than knowing that loved ones have died is not knowing what happened to them.
But once again, let’s channel our prayers to those onboard and pray that the aircraft will be found soon.