Sunday, June 18, 2017

Countries in exile?

Decided to walk into the baptist church today.A beautiful time of worship and the reading and the preaching was from the book of Daniel.These are confusing times indeed.It was a poignant service.The pastor ended the sermon with a statement which touched my heart .He said,'As a nation ,we are entering into exile.'
In the old testament it was the unfaithfulness of God's people that led them into slavery and exile.As they sat by the rivers of Babylon ,they wept when they remembered Zion.God raised up Nehemiahs and Ezras along the way and there were people like Daniel and his friends who were not sold out to the ways of power.They lived lives seperated for God even when under subjugation.Such was the power of God amidst them that even through the fire God was amidst them ,lions mouth were shut before them.
The Lord will raise up Daniels ,Ezras and Nehemiahs even as we see a trend of Babylon taking precedence in the way the world as a whole seems to be moving.
The call of the spirit during these times seems to be to servanthood and humility in Christ because as Mary prays-'...He has performed mighty deeds with his arm;he has scattered those who are proud in their inmost thoughts,He has brought down rulers from their thrones,but has lifted up the humble.....'
All said and done God alone is in control.
'Seek ye first the kingdom of God and all these things shall be added unto you.....'
The question is what is our understanding of Kingdom of God?
My sincere prayer is that our understanding will allign with the way Christ envisioned and lived it.
To Christ alone be all the honour and glory and grace.

Saturday, June 10, 2017

Encounters

So far it has been a good induction.Much more systematic than the earlier one.Though I am on the ward rota ,they have been kind enough to let me get used to the system but from the second day onwards I am slowly getting the hang of the software which looked formidable the first day.
While I was seeing a patient in ambulatory care the first day a few students entered the unit.I was too engrossed in getting to know the system so did not bother with them.On the second day I got talking to one of them who had an Indian face.She told me her ancestors were from Maharastra.Both her parents were doctors in London and she was studying medicine in Kings college. She was from a Hindu background but had accepted Jesus Christ as her personal savior and was the only believer in the family.
She told me very assertively it is the only true thing isn't it?Then she told me ,'I pray everyday and read the bible ,do you?I was taken aback by her directness but my eyes were moist .What an amazing encounter!
I look forward to many more encounters like this. ..

Monday, May 29, 2017

Just writing.

It is little over a week since I have been to England.I am yet to join work .I am waiting for my I'd check by the home office after which I join work.I have checked into my accommodation and am spending my time studying ,revising my medicine protocols,talking to folks at home,walking miles together and enjoying the good food.
In the meantime Annie's results were out and she has scored well enough somewhere in the late eighties with 92 in English and a 96 in psychiatry.
I actually was not sure what I could make of the results and asked everyone around if she seemed happy with the result.That is what comes from living life in your own terms I guess.Good grades are important for a kid but being a good human being takes you further along, by the way.
A high scoring person may get the best deals in life but a good person will make sure that that the deal one gets is done in the best possible way because all our lives are intertwined.Someone has to pay the price for a job not well done.
My parents in their eighties apart from their regular work tend their garden,kitchen and flower. You have to see them at their work meticulously making sure that every stone is in place.
We marvel and enjoy the fruits of their labour. ..flowers,fresh organic vegetables, birds,bees,etc.
Here they are in the photograph separating the good baby potatoes from the bad one even as they enjoy a good weather at home.

Monday, May 15, 2017

Swimming with Anahita ,the fish princess.

Went swimming for two consequtive afternoons with my niece. Learnt three new techniques.Hopefully I will be able to follow it through before I leave for UK.
My niece is going through her interviews for her colleges.She has appeared for two interviews and got through both.Our admissions were strictly based on board results.Interesting times this.
Meanwhile the heat in Delhi is terrifying.The day after I had to go for my paper submission I caught the heat.What would you expect flying in from 9 degree with sweaters and blankets to 43 degrees .I did not loiter in the heat outside nevertheless was bedridden on lots of fluid and pampering from my sister.
I took all of thirty six hours to recover.In the meantime I could have brief chats with Sheba,enroute to Lalitpur, Muani,Divya.....
I am also enjoying the crispness of the language in 'Times'magazine and going through droves of it in these uncertain times.
The world seems so fragile in every which ways. The rhetorics across the border is getting shriller by day,Kim Jon Un seems to be on a trip of its own.Listening to CNN one would think Democrats were saints or superhuman never having any negative news about them and yet always on a high horse with opinions about everything, actually just one thing.I had never followed American politics this closely before so it has been a revelation indeed.
Somethings in the world are getting so predictable that you don't need extra senses to predict who will get the mtv movie awards in different categories. I remember walking with Joy in the corridors of Oxford university centre for South Asian studies. Looking at the topics being researched where thousands of dollars were being spent as fellowships. To a missionary doctor only too familiar with the deprivation that exists in our world, it seemed like a total waste of money.I asked Joy,'What is the use of all this research?How does it make the world a better place?She found it highly amusing and said,"It's about ideas and selling them."For me it was difficult to digest.But world's best institution runs for that very cause so there must be some meaning to those rhetorics in the leather bound books.Of course, to prove and study that christian missionaries were a part of a greater agenda of the Crown to colonise India and the world ....will make
for a great legacy we will leave behind for the future generation.That may be the only idea they will buy???

Monday, May 1, 2017

Jenny,the sunflower and the miracle of life ..

Three days in a row, a helicopter through rain and sun is scouring the banks of Teesta for something.My mother thinks that they must be searching for some clue about something that the rain might have washed in from the hills above.She sadly concluded that it might be personals.It has been raining like the monsoons in between the sun and even bouts of hail.
Last saturday we had planted a host of sun-flowers and the sprouts had come out beautifully .We were at uncle's for lunch when it started raining cats and dogs.Monda's Jenny, a healthy egg-laying chicken ,which is living on her roof-top ,a butt of a lot of jokes, was frightened to the core.Even as the rains started getting out of control ,Monda was on the rooftop equally out of sorts ,lamenting about her country chicken ,Jenny settled itself on a ledge on the other side of the roof.She had to call Diki to rescue her chicken even as we ran heltor-skeltor ,which she did masterfully.
The chicken which apparently was a present from one of the cousins ,was meant to be on the plate in one of the meals but Monda decided to christian it Jenny and much to uncle's discomfort she is steadily becoming one of the family.
We remembered the sun-flower seedlings while it rained river and hail so the first thing I checked when I reached home were the saplings.
They had braved the rain and were proudly bobbing it's head in the mild breeze.
The next morning my mother reiterated that it was the plum tree under which it lay which had faced the storm and sheltered the sun-flower seedlings which in no way could have survived the storm.Another week and the saplings should be ready to be replanted onto the ground,amazing lessons of life and beautiful too.
Everyday I learn so much about the birds and bees.When I sit out in the verandah with my parents,my mother spots birds of different species and talks about the various birds ,plants and flowers in her garden.The day before,just within five minutes she brought my attention to three different species of birds on a tree nearby,all of which looked exotic.
Nature, much like the Holy spirit ,has its healing presence which needs a lot of care and mindful presence to actually enjoy its companionship.Much like a miracle that takes your heart by surprise ,I like a child understand now the preciousness of all these and greedily soak in it while I can.

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

A sneak review.

I don't write too often because for one I do not own a functional laptop.I have to sneak into my brothers whenever he takes a break from heavy geology work he seems to be neck deep in, all the time.That is his speciality by the way.Everything is in place for now.I am done with most of the paperworks and another fortnight or so should see me in England if it is the Lord's will.In the meantime I am preparing to travel to Delhi for my paper submission,etc.My friend Anu has been literally hauling me on her shoulders helping me every step of the way.She was my room-mate in college some twenty years ago.We have remained friends.
People often wonder aloud why I do what I do?
My cousin always says that I am someone who is basically a 'Head ' girl!I do function with my heart as well but not to make overtly stupid decisions.
I know when to walk away ,when to walk towards ,when to say 'enough!' on most occassions.
My mother has full faith in the goodness of all of her children and sensibility of some.She says so.
That does not mean I am successful all the time but If I see wisdom in something I am willing to stick it out.
I like to surround myself with progressive people but my heart goes out to genuine people.Destructive toxic people I am allergic to.I might for the sake of affection tolerate them for a while but I make things clear and I do not struggle distancing myself from them too hard.I am only too aware that I am also not immune to getting toxic myself.I have often hated myself while I have raved and ranted to my friends,My friends have lovingly listened to me and have gently guided me that is why we have remained friends and I pray we will remain so for the rest of our lives.
Unlike most of India,I am I think programmed to work unselfishly.I get great joy in making life easier and helping other people better their lives.I try not to miss oppurtunities in doing that.My colleagues often point out that I give my heart and soul for whatever I put my mind to.You will see me almost collapsing on my legs at the end of a hard day in the ACU.I would like to think that when I put my head on the pillow my patients are well taken care of.
I enjoy quiet as much as anyone else but I relish some type of art too.Instrumental music,classical,sufi,gospel.I have been trying to listen to the current western charters but I dont seem to like them too much.Bruce Springsteen surprised me with some of his recent lyrics.I enjoy some movies...,most form of art has to touch a chord somewhere....sometimes it is so with people and situation too.
Now What the heck have I written?..This is what happens when you have an open laptop in front of you and some time in hand in between cranial nerve examination.

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Life is what happens to you....when you're busy making other plans.


The last but three months have been educative to say the least,Apart from doing the rounds of four major cities sans Mumbai for my paperworks,I also had an oppurtunity to see a huge part of Sikkim.WHat was surprising was the joy of seeing the seasons unfold at home in Mangan.I have never been around home for an extended period ,three months in breaks.This year I saw the oranges come and go,mulberries in season,bananas,brocoli,raddishes,peas,potatoes,asperagus,herbs of all kinds.ginger.garlic..and the seasonal fruits and vegetables ....Now the grapes are flowering and so are the peaches and plums of different variety and colour.I have been able to sit back and enjoy it with my parents whose daily rythemn seem so much entwined with nature,flowers,birds and bees.My dad at eighty six and my mom at eighty one have a full life.....I pray I might be so at that age.
I had the privellage to spend time with my siblings...all of them at different times and in different circumstance.Considering we are spread out all over the world it is a privellage indeed.
I also saw a local movie Dokbu with my brother and my cousin,an allegory to the rampant rape of nature in my home place.
The last but one week I had the privellage to go on a movie date with my aunts aged 72 and 74years.They are so full of life and I have so much to learn from them.
John Lennon sings'Life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans,"He could not have put it better.I was not supposed to be home but it has been a precious three months indeed.I thank God for every bit of it.