The neighbourhood boys who were giving us troublesince ages were not deterred by our newly built
very expensive wall. They broke the glass shards
and even attempted to break the wall.
My nephews told me that they were
hacking at the wall with metal rods.
That was the last straw.
That was the last straw.
I rang up DIG (Deputy Inspector General) Misra,
who is a family friend and also my
BIL Prem 's tenant.
His wife, Auntie Misra had told me not to hesitate to ask for
help if anyone disturbed our church campus.
I had given repeated warnings to the brats but to no effect.
So I requested the DIG to send his cops
to "tighten" the boys, some of them are as
small as 9 or 10 - little demons.
In a short while a police car roared into our campus
with a posse of policemen and
DIG Misra too.
He is a very highly placed officer,
very humble and of good reputation.
We told him our tale of woe.
He immediately told his policemen
to round up the troublemakers and
give them a strict warning.
I invited him in for a cup of coffee
(he refused the cake as he is a strict
vegetarian- no eggs. Our worker Jags
accompanied the policemen to the area
where the boys live.
Jags told us later on that the entire neighbourhood came
out ,apprehensive at the sight of the police.
The brats ran away and hid in their homes.
The men in khaki issued a warning to the boys
against vandalising the church campus. And
the progenitors were advised to keep their
spawn in check.
We heaved a sigh of relief as the men drove
away -mission accomplished.
Later the Misra family left
on a Hindu pilgrimage this evening.
After this the boys have kept away from our boundary.
It is good to ask for help when needed.
Sometimes I feel very shy
to ask people to help me.
Since the past 2 weeks the North India has been
in the grip of a cold wave.
Temperatures have dipped down to the 50s and 40s
(well below 10* C)
Cold related death toll is rising everyday
this is among the weaker section of society.
Last night and today we had rainwhich made us even more miserable.
But what about the poor and unfortunate.
How are they faring?
On Sunday afternoon a poor
hapless widow came at our
door begging for food.
We had just finished our lunch and only
had a few chapatis (griddle bread)left over.
Those we gave her with mango preserve.
She said she was going to feed her hungry
She said she was going to feed her hungry
children first and then eat.
They are street people.
She works a little and buys food
for her 4 or 5 children
between the ages of 4 and 10.
(Namrita giving the widow some packages)She was leaving but we asked
her to stay and I went
and got her some clothes
(from my giving trunk)
and for her children too.
Sonia had left Abner 's old clothes
including woolen sweaters
which we gave her.
She showered many blessings
upon us before leaving.
This was really our Sunday blessing.
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Today was a cold dark day.
We had extra long electricity cuts.
Namrita had some dizziness
which signals the onset of a migraine.
She had some medicine and lay down.
She is feeling better now.
Please pray against the migraine.
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