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Pastor Indra Shan's Eulogy written by Shobha

Indra Shan as I know can be equated to Mother Theresa of Malaysia or to Florence Nightingale. I came to know Auntie Indra when I got married to her nephew in the year 1990. During my first encounter with her, I remember how much she spoke about her charity work and her job with the church.

She can be remembered as a lady with a big heart. Understandably, she must have had many sacrifices in order to have served many helpless and homeless individuals who have been forgotten by the society. She has always been there for others and empathises with the poor and the mentally disturbed and tries within her means for them to be back on their feet.

She is a woman with big dreams. Just like Martin Luther King Jr. who had dream come true 50 years after his demise, she has inspired her children, nephew and nieces realise their respective dreams to become professionals and successful in their respective lives. Her dream to build the Mercy Home has also materialised, much to the appreciation for her beloved followers.

She loved all her relatives and friends and made it a point to share time with them. Her extra special visit to our humble home was during Diwali celebrations so as to meet my relatives and friends during this joyous occasion.

She had great interest in my children and their musical talent and progress, as she had a flare for music. She used to enjoy the piano music being played in my house whilst enjoying the meals that I cook for her.

May Pastor Indra Shan have eternal peace in of God's Home.

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