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Update from India – Change in Itinerary

Tuesday, October 20, 2009
posted by ssmith

DSCN0529DSCN0543A lovely evening breeze is billowing in through the double doors opening to the terrace balcony here in Gurgaon Haryana, India. Sarah B. & I settled in here on Wednesday, October 14, 2009 twenty-four hours after deciding to change our itinerary.  The home belongs to a young Indian couple in their mid-thirties. Until six days ago none of us had any idea that the others existed which is to say that we were strangers. A mutual friend who lives in Bangalore made one phone call to them and requested that their home become our home for twelve days. Would you be surprised if someone said yes to that request if it were you? Well, Sarah B. and I have been amazed by the genuine hospitality showered upon us by N & V. Now all of you need an explanation for our long stay in this satellite city, Gurgaon, which is one of four in the NCR (National Capital Region) of Delhi (New Delhi), India.

Our original itinerary called for a two hour flight from Delhi to Raipur on October 14th followed by a seven hour vehicle ride through a mountainous region of Chattisgarh State which has recently been the target of Maoist violence and infestation activity by Naxal Militants. Throughout 2008 I have been in regular contact with our friends in this Central India locality and the topic on the top of our lists has been SAFETY. Two days before I booked our tickets for this HOPE FOR CHANGE trip, I checked in with them on this topic and they issued assurances that the time was right to proceed and visit them, their ongoing projects, and prospective ventures.

That all changed last week and I had to move fast to arrange a PLAN B. A bombing incident occurred within 50 KM (thirty miles) from the home where we would have stayed. That is where this mutual friend, G. came in. His plans for October had been to be on a speaking tour in the USA schools but his visa application was denied twice.This was fortuitous for us! Consequently, G. was in town and spent an afternoon meeting with us and discussing his projects with bereft children and the progress of HOPE FOR CHANGE in the last year since I had met him while in Bangalore in 2008. What would we have done without his help? God only knows!Divine Providence Prevails!

So we are safe, with comfortable beds, water, PH access, and building friendships with N. & V.  Diwali Festival (Festival of Lights) has been in full swing while we’ve been staying in The Palladians Colony. The pictures tell some of the the story although one is sideways. Two Sikh families have invited us for dinner and multiple tea times and requested HOPE FOR CHANGE web info.

Some practical facts: 1) temperatures have been 32-34 Celsius (89 – 93F) during the day; 2) power outages have ocurred nearly everyday; 3) eating Indian food every meal although intro’s tag the state or region, such as, Kerala State, Punjab State, etc…: 4) wearing Salwar Kurta & Chunni almost all the time (which I enjoy – THANK YOU to Zeresh & Ashna – our wardrobe suppliers; 5) cooking also now: Aloo Mutter, Navratan Korma, Palak Paneer, Roti, Chat Masala Salad, RICE, and Daal (eighteen colors of lentils, just kidding, I think the exact number is sixteen, hahaha!).

Perhaps in my next blog I’ll pass along spice of my favorite spice blends and uses. Believe me, there are about a billion!

In closing, thanks for all of the good wishes and prayers.

More later,

Sarah A. Smith   (this pic of Sarah Bird is soo…cute!)DSCN0548

Welcome to India!

Wednesday, October 7, 2009
posted by ssmith

DSCN0385To the right is a partial shot of the “welcome tray” sitting on the table in our newest room on our journey throughout India.  It is late in the night here in India; we are 10 1/2 hours ahead in time zones. I am tired but I wanted to let everyone know that we arrived safely in Bangalore early this morning, Wednesday, October 7, 2009.

Neither Sarah B. nor I slept a wink on the nine hour plus flight from Heathrow Airport to Bangalore but we made it safely and friends were waiting for us at the  ”Greeting Area Fence” outside the airport. It was wonderful to see their faces. An afternoon nap refreshed us both.

The weather is a balmy high seventies and sunny. Our room is comfortable with a community bathroom nearby complete with bucket ‘n mug – Indian style personal bathing.  No hot water yet but maybe in the morning.

Our hosts are feeding us curry dahl, rice, spicey mango (pickle), green beans & carrots, boiled curry chicken, and fresh papaya & tiny bananas & curd, and lots of tea. We are thankful for such good food!

More in my next blog… Love, Sarah

“Why I Go to India?”

Monday, September 28, 2009
posted by ssmith

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I cannot answer that question in one blog posting but I will tell you that my heart has been enlarged to embrace the women of India. Look at the faces of these women. I met them in October, 2008 and listened (through an interpreter) to some of their personal accounts of both dealing with hardship and also celebrating what is good in life. All cultural limitations vaporized as we did what women do – we laughed together and cried together and experienced a meshing of our hearts. I can tell you that time did not allow me to experience enough.

In seventy-two hours I am planning to leave our home here in upstate New York, USA and begin my journey to visit them in their homes and villages and cities. HOPE FOR CHANGE is doing just that…bringing HOPE for CHANGE through food distribution programs, homes for bereft orphans and “street” children, and educational opportunities.

Follow my blog as I attempt to bring India to you.

Warmly,

Sarah A. Smith

Tea with Tia

Wednesday, June 3, 2009
posted by ssmith
In the summer of 2008, I began moving forward with plans to visit my friend, Tia Ao, in Mokokchung, Nagaland. Back in May, 2002 Tia and her husband, Chuba Ao, visited with our family here in our New York home. That was Tia’s third visit to the U.S. and our home. Chuba then wrote in precise detail instructions for obtaining an Indian visa and recommended air travel from New York to London to New Delhi to Assam to Mokokchung, Nagaland which is located among the seven states of  Northeast India. I kept those sheets of handwritten instructions for six years in my desk drawer hoping & praying that one day I would sit with them in their home away as they had sat in ours. I longed to see with my own eyes the children’s residential school they had founded together and their other projects aimed at improving the quality of life for the residents of their beloved region.
Tia & I were close instantly when we first met in the mid-nineties. We shared spirituality, vision, and our love of tea. I was thrilled to introduce new blends to her from my collection of Celestial Seasonings teas perched above my kitchen stove. Drinking tea together afforded her time to remember and talk of life in Mokokchung . Eager to learn of her culture I eagerly  listened to tales of her experiences as we drank tea together. Iwondered if I would ever see the places she described to me.
 
Time on this earth ran out for Chuba and he passed on to his eternal reward in July, 2005. The sad news reached us via email from the mission contact in Coventry, England, Mike Holt, whom I’d never met.  How my heart ached for Tia when I learned the news that summer afternoon! My attempt in consoling her through a telephone call deepened my resolve to go to her. An ancient Hebrew proverb states that, “Like cold water to a weary soul is good news from a distant land.”  If I ever visited Tia I would bring good news of comfort and encouragement from a distant land.
Fast-forward to October 2, 2008 and desire  met opportunity as my friend, Jacinta Vondell, and I boarded BA Flight 0116 at JFK Airport with final destination of Mokokchung four days later. It was an arduous journey of over eleven thousand miles by auto, aircraft, and Land Rover.  I was now in Tia’s home, in her kitchen, at her table drinking tea from her tea pot. Our cups were brimming with some of the Celestial Seasonings samplings I had brought for her.
Before Jacinta and I settled into her guest room that first night, exhausted physically but elated in spirit, Tia’s sweet voice called my name as she came through the door and brought in a case of bottled water for our stay. “That is so much!” Jacinta and I exclaimed. She replied, “Sarah and Jacinta, you have come all the way from America to see me the least I can do is give you water to drink!”
Mbele!
Sarah Anne Smith, South Asia Director
Tia and the Case of Water

Tia and the Case of Water