Dear India,

thanks for treating me kindly.
goodbye,
ali
I bought a French Vogue and Chocolate bar for the plane. and i will eat them! haha. just the chocolate bar! not the magazine. So my grandpa still has been checking up on the temperature here for me. and one day he said that it was 82. let me explain to you that i have been freezing. and im like. where on Earth are you getting your facts from man? but it really was 82. my blood thinned alot i guess. funny.
I cant find my Bible. :( this little orange bible has been bad news for me ever since i got it. a week after i had it i left it out in the rain. and i cried and cried because it was such a waste and i just hate ruining stuff! and i do it so often!
When i was younger i would go home on a bus with kids from another school. Really corrupt catholic 12 year olds. like alot of them. and i was very scared of them. one day my orange that my mom packed rolled out of my brown paper lunch bag. it rolled around like round things do on bus floors. The head corrupt catholic child held up the orange in his hand and yelled "who's is this?" o Lord. i prayed. i didnt speak. he proceded to throw it out the window. and the bus ran over it. and everyone laughed. and i just had the worst feelings. what can be more beautiful and innocent than a mother giving a daughter a fruit!? bad memory.
This story makes me want to write about a blood curdling insistent with a rats nest embedded in an american girls dolls chest. but we're not going to go there.
Heck. these stories are bad energy. but i think there coming out right now for a reason. Maybe because i want to cry and I want to be the best at cherishing everything im given, like time. and im constantly losing it. these last 3 months have been beautiful. and my roomates are beautiful. and Jesus is beautiful and he gives me things and i wil cherish them all and not waste any fruits ever again.
I pray that you look more like love today than anything else,
ali

I just designed a lethal dance

to teach the children's home tommorrow. It really kicked my you know what. Im sweating. ALOT. lets hope it only mildly kicks the children's you know whats and brings them closer to the Lord. The song is "Naam leo re" by Aradhna. A fantastic Hindi worship band. Whenever i learn or make a new dance i think about how much fun its going to be to teach my mom and sister. My mom is not the best singer or dancer, but she is one of the best worshipers i know. :) I HAD SUCH A GOOD DAY.
1. The past 2 days ive been living in a girls home which meant;
a. home cooked Indian food morning noon and night. cue joyful noise to the Lord!
b. one of the best dance parties since ive been home!
c. fellowshiping with a new blonde haired fellowshipee. (Love you girl!)
2. This morning i called a taxi to pick me up from the home to bring me to church. BEST taxi driver ever. Not even a ounce of creepiness! He dressed very similarly to my grandfather; khaki trousers, white orthropedic shoes, shirt tucked, and instead of the hindu god murals, the dried chilis, the beads, and the orange flowers hanging from his mirror there was a white stuffed teddy bear with a red heart. OOF! i wanted to hug the old man. so cute! A decent man. So refreshing.
3. Cocoberry! Like pinkberry in the states. If you dont know you should. Look it up.
4. Worship at church was fantabulous. and best of all they asked me and beck to pray individually for all the woman in the congregation :) :) :) !!! Ugh! MY FAVE. it was awesome.
5. I came up with the lethal but cool dance when i got home.
6. Meesh bought mangoes
I think ill have one now.
night!,
ali

we went straight to Kolkatta on a train

after the virginia team left. The streets were full of fish markets and kittens watching the fish markets, and me holding the kittens watching the fish markets. One day we visited the vocational unit where prostitutes work and are discipled during the day. They made new quilts out of old saris. I was conversing with someone when a pigeon flew in from the stairwell right in front of my face and scared me so bad. Pigeon, that was so not cool.

On the way home we took a 2 hour flight instead of a 20 hour train ride. Praise him. I sat next to a white man, and right before we took off i asked him where he was from. South Africa he said. We chatted a bit and he asked me why i was going to Vijay. I said im not going to Vijay im going to Delhi. He paused. No your going to Vijay he said. I said No. your going to Delhi. He then bolted out of his seat and ran off the plain shouting a thankyou. Im glad i talked to him. His day could have been very bad.

In kolkatta we went to the red light district at peak hours. I went home and cried.

This morning i skyped with my fam + Jes. Its hard getting in the christmas mood here. Yesterday i was a girls home and one of the workers had a pair of christmas socks on. A shiver went down my spine. I had to look away. Christmas. sigh. I LOVE YOU (screaming) New Jersey seems like a dream. Kinda like when Anastasia is dancing in the dusty ballroom with all those old russian ghosts and she sees the vase with swans and bears on it. They all join in a spooky chorus about distant memories. Im going to dedicate that comment to my cousins. They like Anastasia.

I was reading the Word this morning, and i was like God give me something good. I wound up looking at the miracles of Elisha.
2 kings 2:23-25
From there Elisha went up to Bethel as he was walking along the road, some youths came out of the town and jeered at him. "Go on up, you baldhead!" they said. "Go on up you baldhead!" He turned round, looked at them and called down a curse on them in the name of the Lord. Then two bears came out of the woods and mauled forty-two of the youths. And he went on to Mount Carmel and from there returned to Samaria."
I guess God wanted me to laugh today.
I'll summarize another funny miracle.
Company of Elisha: Lets build a bigger house for us by the Jordan.
Elisha: Okay.
Company of Elisha: come and help us.
Elisha: Okay.
they start chopping away at stuff. One of the men's Axe falls apart and the head falls in the water and sinks.
Man: Shoot! Elisha! I was borrowing that from a friend!
Elisha: Where did it sink?
Man: right there.
Elisha: (cuts a stick haphazardly and throws it in the water. The axehead then floats to the top.) Lift it out.
with a smack of love and a 100 mph refreshing Holy Spirit wind,
ali