The Colours of India – Reflections on my first visit to India – Part 8
“Nicky – hold on!” exclaimed my travelling companions as we bounced our way through remote villages along dusty roads in a tuk tuk, and then I felt someone’s hand...
Morning’s Blessings – Reflections on my first visit to India – Part 7
An interesting night was spent sleeping in the school hut on a wafer-thin mattress, underneath mosquito nets, to the sound of dogs barking, howling and fighting as we waited...
The Reality of Island life – Reflections of my first trip to India – Part 6
I wrote in an earlier blog that climate plays a rude villain to the people of the Sundarbans, as they are prone to yearly shocks of pre-monsoon cyclones, which...
An Island Welcome – Reflections on my first visit to India – Part 5
There is a wonderful quotation about the pivotal step of making a commitment to an enterprise, which my sister shared with me many years ago; “Lose this day loitering...
Onwards to Rupamari – Reflections on my first visit to India – Part 4
Leaving the mainland behind us with its mayhem and cacophony of incessant car horns, I cannot express my feelings as the small boat carried us towards Rupamari.
From out of the Shadows – Testimony of a young woman
By Pastor Piyal As the morning sun was glistening through the trees and casting its shadow, there was a shadow different from all the rest. That of a woman...