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Photograph and memories..

 I have bought myself a violen and am learning the art of learning things from the beginning.I remember just holding one of the youngster's violen in Mumbai and trying to produce some kind of sound.Much to my chagrin not a single sound came out.I had that fear when I started off with a brand new violen ,'the all too happy to see a customer', music enthusiast handed over to me when I visited the shop in between the lockdown.

My sister bought a guitar for her wards,so I had the added responsibility to teach them some guitar which I dutifully did by using the you-tube.

When I sat back to assimilate my music I had to work on it quiete meticulously.The bow was made of real horse hair ,not sure how they get hold of it.Everyday I am learning to put the pieces together in parts.I have been rosening my violen dutifully and have started getting some kind of sound.Everyday is a discipline and I will get there someday,till then I have something to strive to.To be fair my maternal grandfather was an avid violen player.My mother has often mentioned it when she is nostalgic.One of her brother plays mouth-organ.,have not heard him do so for years and the youngest was a full blown musician and a singer.

I also visited the ELS store in Gangtok to pick up two hardbound bibles for the young girls.Atleast one of them is devouring it ,the other one is slowly digesting it at her pace.The gentleman behind the counter enquired after me and wanted to give me some concession but ofcourse I declined it.He was an assistant pastor of a church in the area and the money was for the church.

One of our pick up drivers tested positive for covid so I am keeping myself away from the family for a week.I go for work,the food gets delivered to me at my doorstep and I stay put in my room.

I am grateful to the Lord for giving me this oppurtunity to serve in my hometown.I am overwhelmed by the sheer spectrum of cases and the oppurtunity to get a general profile of the health scenario in my place.

Today I had the oppurtunity to just listen to two ladies who had lost the head of their family recently.They wept even as I listened.A junior of mine also suddenly lost her father yesterday back in her hometown.He was apparently a diabetic and had complained of a vague chest pain.Could not meet her as she had left for home the previous day.

Julie our Labrador is growing up daily and becoming fussy with her meals.

It is a full year since my father passed away and eleven years since my cousin PG bid us farewell.

Today I was just listening to a clipping of an interview by Stephen  Colbert. He humourously asked Keenu Reeves,'What do you think will happen to us when we die?'

As awkward as he is ,Keanu Reeves hesistatingly answered,',I know this much that those who love us will miss us immensely'.

We miss you Apala and Agya PG.








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