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A fist full of life.

The internet here has been erratic but I am alright with it because it is one of the 'thieves of time'.As a result I am able to do a lot of things I want to do.We have a bumper crop of bananas this season it seems.It rains bananas every other day ,green ones ,ripe ones...We have distributed it widely,yesterday another crop of big bananas went to the church as first fruit and it continues.Between Annie and myself we are becoming quiet adept cake bakers.Plum,banana,cheese,name it and we have done it...and we continue to do it...just waiting for Aie Mimie to come home with her lovely paraphenalia of children she has surrounded herself with.
I have managed to make a second batch of plum jam and also tried the second batch of passion fruit and peaches.
Yesterday I made dosas for dinner.All family ate supper at four quietly,I think they were impressed by the perfect dosas that was made out of the ready made mix.Ofcourse the secret I think is to not go by the direction but to work out the consistancy oneself,as with the cake.
In the church,it is humblingly beautiful to see the pastor take the congregation through the practicalities of our faith.It is so amazingly unpolluted that I think having a shepherd with an agenda of God alone is a special blessing and grace the Lord bestows on His people.May his tribe increase and may the blood of our Lord Jesus Christ protect our pastor.
The monsoons are beating fast and hard ,in the last week we have had three bouts of earth-quake.The last fortnight my energetic and lovely cousin Monda has been driving us around to all the hidden rock ,river and crevases,another good thing that has happened is that I have bonded with my little nephew Ringlen.
Every sunday he walks up to where I sit and gives me the sweetest smile,dressed in Lungi,Kurta pyjama,Lepcha thokrodum,all of one and half years.We have become friends.
Yesterday I could also take some time out to make my room slightly more pretty with bits and bats I have collected over the last season.Annie is in Gangtok to meet up with the relatives.
Dad with a single minded focus continues to concentrate on the garden in the front-yard with a paraphenalia of helps who have joined him this week.My mother's school is closed for the summer and we sure are glad to have her home with us.
Tomorrow our clan in Gangtok descends into Mangan,I look forward to meeting my sister and interacting with her wards,Lorim who is nine and Mercy who is eight,lovely little kids one of whom comes from a budhist background but was dedicated last year on insistence of the parents and the other comes from a christian home in the oppositte hill where the whole village .apparently accepted the Lord ,thanks to the headman who met the Lord through a senior of ours.
Everyday is precious as can be ,I am relishing every moment of these days ,a fist full of life!

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