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Just this morning I received a newspaper clipping of a host of “mushair” children eating grass out of hunger with background picture  of adults sitting outside their makeshift homes ,hopelessness in their body language.By God”s grace someone has taken a picture and the newspaper clipping is gone viral and apparently the government has provided the necessary care.
This community is spread throughout the heart of India.I have been to these villages and have often wondered aloud how a community can be left behind thus far after seventy years of independence.
In this mayhem and confusion where everyone is trying to protect and save what is theirs ...How do these children of God fare?
Sitting in the comfort of my home faraway in the Himalayas,I can ask God why? It is harder for me to stay put in the farm ,see the farming process with more care than usual.
For one I realise I am not as healthy as I thought I was.
Taking three flight of stairs to my room I was out of breath.My ninety years old father walks these steps with ease.
The first day I decided to go down to the field to try and dig the potatoes and  I was.  actually giddy in the sun so sat and watched others do;it with ease.
Everyday I am working on increasing my physical activity in grades .yesterday/I helped dig potatoes like one would dig gold ,seperating the soil from those delicious roots that seem to:sprout everywhere .
I went and helped milk cows which I have never done  in my life.
Learnt the magic of seasonal vegetables like cabbage,green leaves,coriander,celery,broccoli  which seems to give fruit every four days or so as we cut the fruit with the sprouting shoot.
I made kimchi which seems to settle down the fourth day and suddenly taste like it is supposed to.
Today I plan to help clean the cowshed.
If I am to be locked in I will learn to make rice vinegar,apple cider vinegar,etc.
I did not decide to lock myself in.I came home to be with my parents for a short while and to finish my annual leave.
To confess the truth. I am a sucker for action.I like to be in the forefront of things .I always imagined as a doctor working amidst dire emergencies.My adrenaline starts pumping and I feel a deep sense of fulfilment.
The Lord during this season thinks otherwise.

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