Today was a bright day after four days of steady rain. We were tempted to hang the washed clothes in the sun. We did, and after some time it started drizzling. By the time we got the clothes inside it stopped raining 😊. A hotel is being constructed on the plot behind our house. Rain or sunshine, work goes on there. We heard that the building has to be completed by the end of next year. Many of the workers are from Bengal, we hear them talking in Bengali. Heavy rainfall in different parts of our state has created havoc. I keep thinking how difficult it will be for people to start their lives from the scratch.
Sunday evening there was a break and we went for a walk around the lake. There had not been much rain the previous week but now the level of water had increased. This is a rain water harvested lake in our town. The sky and the water were grey in colour, a beautiful grey with green all around. This lake is a blessing and is something to smile about.
Many of our neighbours heat water for bathing in a firewood stove. In the mornings while drinking coffee I see smoke rising from the roofs of some houses.
For almost a month we were sure that a mouse was getting inside our car. We asked at the garage and they added a mesh at the opening in the front. But it did not help. The mouse kept coming. A shopkeeper told my husband about a mouse trap which was effective. When he got it home we saw that it was a mat with glue on it ! The mouse was to supposed to stick on it. We did not like the idea at all but we kept it in the car for two days. The mouse came but it escaped the glue !!. Then somebody told us to keep pieces of tobacco in different places. Mice are repulsed by the smell of tobacco. We got that too and decided to keep a regular mouse trap with a piece of chapati on the hook. The mouse got trapped. We did not feel like killing it. Radhika took the trap and released the mouse in an open ground a little away from our house😊.
I finished the book about the history of Indian food. Kings and queens and common people have come and gone but the food eaten is almost the same over generations, for hundreds of years. It is a fascinating thought. I read two books about Christmas by Debbie Macomber. It is about Mrs Miracle. She says, ‘Sorrow looks back, worry looks around and faith looks up.’
I read a few pages from the commentaries on The Geeta and Taitteriya Upanishad by Swami Chinmayananda every morning. It is said that faith is essentially inward courage, it is confidence in ourselves. I thought of the picture posted by Sadje about two children. It is lovely and the older boy definitely has confidence in himself 😊. I believe if we have confidence in ourselves, others will have confidence in us.