Monday, June 17, 2013

Sivananda Rehabilitation Home



Recently, I visited a school at the Sivananda Rehabilitation Center with a group of women from the Twin-Cities Expat Association (TEA).  We did crafts and sang songs with the children.  The children seemed to enjoy it a lot, but I think we were blessed more by them. They are so open and sweet.

The main reason for this post is that I wanted to give you a little information on Sivananda and what they do there, because I found it fascinating.  Sivananda Rehabilitation Home (just outside of Hyderabad) is a place of refuge for children and adults who are suffering or have been affected by leprosy, TB, and HIV/Aids.  I never really thought about leprosy still being an issue, but there were approximately 600 leper colonies in India as of 2008.


There is still a stigma associated with leprosy.  When a person is discovered to have it, they are often run out of their villages, then beaten and shunned.  However, Leprosy has a high cure rate if the person seeks treatment.  Founded in 1958, Sivananda provides free food, shelter, education and clothing for over 500 destitute people who, although cured of leprosy, have nowhere else to go. 



Friday, April 19, 2013

Sari Shopping

A friend took me sari shopping today!  It was overwhelming, but so much fun!  I'm so glad Jaya went with me.  Not only is she Indian, but she always looks so cute!  



The shop she took me to was small, but they had sari fabric from floor to ceiling.  There is no way to look through them all, so I told them the colors that I liked and they started pulling.  





One of the things that I love about India is that everything is so 
colorful.










This is the sewing room where they make the saris and the choli, which is the short bodice that is worn under the sari. The choli is made to your measurements after the sari is purchased.








Next they wrapped the sari for me, thank goodness. I kind of felt like
I was dressing up for a college
fraternity party.







This poor girl had no idea what she was getting herself into when she came to work today!














This is just loosely wrapped. It looks much prettier
than this when it's done right.
Th


I may have to hire someone to come to my house to wrap it.  I would hate for it to come untucked.  I can just see me with my sari flapping in the wind! Fortunately there is a skirt that is worn underneath, but still...





So, there were several that
I really liked.  How to pick
just one?  

Don't drink the water

I struggle sometimes with exactly what to post about.  I mean, my day-to-day activities here aren't that exciting.  Someone told me to post about them anyway.  What happens here is still going to be different than how it's done in America.

So, today I'm going to tell you about the water.  We do get our water from the city, but it is held in a cistern (in our case under the carport) and then pumped to a tank on the roof.  From there, it is gravity fed down to the sinks, showers, toilets, etc.  This is "grey water".  It's not for drinking.  We drink bottled water; Aquafina actually.  We also have a water filter on our kitchen sink.  We can drink that water also, but usually we only use for water that we will be cooking with.

A few days ago, we ran out of water.   We didn't know that because of it being summer here, there was a low supply/high demand for water.  Therefore, the the city was rationing the water from its supply.  We did have some in the tank on the roof, but the cistern was basically empty.  So, one of our guards (we have them mainly to keep people from wandering onto the property) took the opportunity to clean it out.  Now I understand why we don't drink it.

In case you're wondering, we had water delivered by a water truck.  We had to pay a "service charge" for speedy delivery (i.e. next day, not next week or maybe even never at all), but we didn't completely run dry.

Don't you love the bamboo ladder?  I do!
Tirupati, one of our awesome guards.


That brown stuff on the floor is dirt.  It was all over
the walls, too.  At least there was no mold or critters. :)

Monday, April 8, 2013

Village Church


We visited a small village church Sunday.  It was great, even though I didn't understand much of it!
Everyone was very friendly and interested in the "white" people.  I'm sure some of them had never seen one before.











Thursday, March 28, 2013

Update on a previous blog post...

This is an update of a previous blog post, Expectant Hearts (February 24, 2013).  In that post, I told you about a 1 1/2 year old baby boy who lost his eyesight at 6 months old due to a high fever.  You can read about him here.

We revisited the village and saw the mother and baby again.  Guess what!!!  He is beginning to get his eyesight back!  He can now see light and shadows!!  The mother hasn't taken him to a doctor since we last saw her.  She said she was trusting God to heal him.  Isn't He good???


Romans 10:17 (NASB) "Faith comes from hearing and hearing by the word of Christ."

She is 18 years old and married when she was 16.  I've never met her
husband.  He works in the "village" during the day, but I don't know
what his job is.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Lesson Learned from Pizza and Other Thoughts

I am sure there will be many more lessons that I will learn while I am here, but here are a few learned so far.

Lesson #1: Don't take the little things for granted.

On our visit to Solapur, we were driven around by a father/son team.  The father is in his early 70s, but he always jumped into the very back of the small SUV.  At some point during the weekend, I thought I heard him tell Mike that this was the first time he had ever been in a car.  Now I don't always understand Indian English (Vinglish), so I look over at Mike. "What did he say?" Yep, I heard him correctly.  This was the first time he had ever been in a car.  Needless to say, I had to mark the occasion with a picture!




The next morning, Mike met them in the hotel restaurant for breakfast. When Mike came back to the room, he told me that not only was this the first time that the older man had ridden in a car, but breakfast was the first time he had ever been in a restaurant.  


Lesson #2 Never assume.

When we order Dominoes (at least once a week because it's one of the few easy things to do here), we order enough for the guard, our driver and whoever else may be here at the time.  They are always very appreciative, but I never thought about how it is a luxury for them.  The last time we ordered, we ended up with 4 large pizzas because of a glitch in the system. (I said it was easy ordering online.  I didn't say it always worked perfectly.) We gave the guard some and put the leftovers in the fridge.  Next day, I   heated it up for lunch for our driver, the guard on duty and our new housekeeper.  She doesn't speak hardly any English and I speak even less Telegu, but I could tell she wasn't sure about all this.  In my best slow English and hand signals, I tried to explain that this was for lunch if she wanted it.  She smiled, nodded and looked at the pizza tentatively.  In the car later, I told our driver that I thought she may never have eaten pizza before.  He said, "No, madam, she not before and the guards either before they came here."




Lesson #3: There is always someone who is having a worse day than me.

It is starting to get hot here.  May is the hottest month.  The temperature will soar as high as 110-115F during the day and cool down to a balmy 86F at night.  Sounds a lot like Memphis, except most of the people here don't even have a fan, much less air conditioning.


Lesson #4: Never lose the ability to laugh at myself.

I made a pot of fresh green beans for dinner.  They looked delicious in the store!  I brought them home, washed them, snapped the ends and slow-cooked them for a couple of hours or so in chicken broth and lots of salt and pepper.  Bit into a spoonful and BAM!  They were green chili peppers!  Can you say, "AQUAFINA"??


Lesson #5: Buy only what you need and then eat it. This reinforces lessons #1 and #2 also.

The other night, I put 2 boxes of very stale cereal out for the trash.  They had gotten pushed to the back of the cabinet.  When I say stale, that is an understatement.  They were actually more like cereal blocks.  Ten minutes later, there is a knock on the door.  I open it to the guard asking if he can have them. (Yes, I am tearing up writing this one.)

Lesson #6: Indian kids may just be the cutest kids on the planet.



Other things I've learned so far from living in India (in no particular order):


*I am blessed beyond belief.
*I have the best husband in the world! 
*Not to take my children for granted.
*Not to take my church and my pastor for granted.
*Not to take my family and friends for granted.
*Not to take my freedom as a woman for granted.
*Not to take my country for granted.
*The importance of a daily prayer time and quiet time.
*I can't fix everything.
*Forty nine is not too old to make new friends.
*Cheerios that come in a $13 box taste pretty awesome!
*I can actually cook and I kind of enjoy it.
*Never complain again about the traffic in the US.
*Not to take city garbage pickup for granted.
*It's okay to cry.
*As messed up as my US government is, it is still the the best.
*The meaning of "hair fall".
*How mangoes should really taste.
*It's okay to ask people for help. Not only does it bless me, but it blesses them too.
*How much influence the USA has on the rest of the world and a lot of it isn't good.

Most importantly, I've learned first hand what these bible verses mean:

Matthew 22:36-40 (NASB)


36 “Teacher, which is the great commandment in the Law?” 37 And He said to him, “‘You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind.’ 38 This is the great and foremost commandment. 39 The second is like it, ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’ 40 On these two commandments depend the whole Law and the Prophets.”





















Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Maldives


Mike and I just got back from a weeklong trip to the Maldives.  The Maldive Islands were on our "bucket list" of places we wanted to go after we saw a photo spread in a travel magazine years ago. We didn't really think we would actually get to go, as it takes a long time to get there from the US.  From where we are in India, however, it's a quick trip!  I can't even begin to describe how beautiful it is!  Here are a few pictures:

Our last night

All of the villas at this resort are overwater villas.  This is a picture of one
that you can only get to by boat!


Paradise
One Palm Island


View from pool
Our server, Sameen.
The water is as clear as a
swimming pool
On our way to go snorkeling.  Wish we had kept up our diver
certifications.



One Palm Island
Mike and me with Waheed.