Category Archives: Hindi

Trains on Tuesdays

Posted on March 29, 2016 by ShatteredGlass

Today started out as a typical Tuesday – with the maid ringing the doorbell. Only this morning, she immediately started talking to me. This is atypical, since I’m still in the learning stages of the Hindi language and I really … Continue reading →

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How the Heck?

Posted on March 3, 2016 by ShatteredGlass

I’ve come to the realization this week that there are a lot of things I simply don’t know how to do or handle. I don’t know how to run a ministry for women and children; I’ve never done that before. … Continue reading →

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These Roses are Pink

Posted on February 14, 2016 by ShatteredGlass

Paise. Rupees. Roses for sale. Tomorrow is for romance – get your flowers now! Mind not that I’m too young to know What secrets lovers share, Or that I’m far too small to put these blossoms in your silken tresses … Continue reading →

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Ache (or Hindi style “Ae-kh”, if you mean “One”)

Posted on August 23, 2015 by ShatteredGlass

Confession: My spirit isn’t quite out of the dregs. Still battling loneliness and depression, despite the knowledge that I am building a life here and that things will inevitably become easier as time goes by. I’ll get better at Hindi, I’ll … Continue reading →

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