The road is mostly clear of school buses, goods carriers, gravel trucks, tuk-tuks, motorbikes and other conveyances that normally raise clouds of dust.
Cows are on the move, they seem to know where they are going, while I dodge the ‘offerings’ they leave in their path.
Hindu worshippers search for flowers to gather for their morning worship. Street dogs sleep curled up on piles of gravel.
My route takes me down Military Road, the only smoothly paved road nearby. At the end of the road a block wall with heavy gates and ‘Keep Out’ signs are a reminder that India’s army is always on alert.
The neighborhood is stirring. I pass a few other walkers, see porches and entrances being swept, watch laborers offload a delivery of bricks (by hand), and greet house servants as they cycle to work in their bright-colored sarees, their long scarves (chunni’s) trailing like banners.
|Did I mention the cows?|
|Quiet street. Hindu altar. |
Unloading bricks by hand.
Walking, praying, singing - my favorite way to start the day in any country.
Wherever you find yourself today, I encourage you to start your day by talking to the Lord. Share your heart with Him. Look up to Him. Find strength for your day.
The Journey Continues ~ Pat
“Give ear to my words, O Lord, consider my meditation. Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King, and my God: for unto thee will I pray. My voice shalt thou hear in the morning, O Lord; in the morning will I direct my prayer unto thee, and will look up.” Psalm 5:1-3 KJV