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After several decades we all are home at a time, sans dad.Mom had her iron infusion without any allergic reaction and also her first Epo.Solan has been teaching me driving.I,with my learner's license drive almost every evening.At times I cover a distance of around twenty five miles along the treacherous hilly terrain .I have gone through quite a bit of challenges and less than a month after getting a learner's license I am ready to go solo but my family is insistant that I take an experienced driver with me till I get my full license..On one such occasion ,while driving on my own I nearly went down the hill while backing my car.The engine had gone off  midway, so with my feet on the clutch it was functioning on  a neutral gear and the brakes refused to budge.I did not have the experience to get my feet off the gear or pull up the hand gear.By providence, there was a plank lying by the side of the road where the car gently hit and stopped.It was  nerve racking  but I learnt several hacks about driving that day.I could not tell my mother so when I mentioned it to my sister she gently said,'It happens'.I had decided to stall for a few days but Solan being the persistant and a good teacher put me to it .God bless him.

Christmas is here with all it's joys and anticipation but also with a distant ache of siblings returning back to their respective units and a world away from us.The last two years have been a crash course in growing up.We are working towards putting up the headstone in my dad's grave,after some deliberation we have decided to put up a verse from Acts where Paul and Silas after the miraculous rescue from the prison tells the jailor,'If you only believe ,you and your household will be saved'.One of my sisters who was given the responsibility has decided to write it in three languages.

In the meanwhile,I have baked the cake for the Carols on the 24th.Even managed to do an edible icing on top of it with my sisters' help.I was telling my siblings I could almost dare to draw up a bucket list now but ofcourse I am not the driver in my life boat.The last fortnight during my prayer time in the mornings one hindi song kept coming to my mind.I realised I did not know the lyrics and so could not find it on you tube.I had pushed it at the back of my mind but after almost a week when I was singing in the spirit again I was lead to the same song .It suddenly dawnwd on me that I could ask Bethsheba help me find the song and that she did.

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