

Sometimes i forget that i am living on an ashram in
India! As the days go by, i go about my life with ease and it feels so natural to be here. When i stop to think about what i am doing and it's enormity, it blows my mind. The girls who live here are so lovely and giving and they have such a hard life. I am really enjoying getting to know them more and more each day and spending time with them is so
fulfilling. Their days are exactly the same, day in day out. They don't have an exciting life but they are so happy with what they have got it definitely puts things into perspective and makes me feel so humble. They get up at 5 am and attend to their duties and then get themselves ready for their day. By the time i get up they have already had a busy 2 hours! I went to see their sleeping room the other day, those that don't sleep in the dining room, and it was so sad to see. They all have one suitcase and in there they keep all the treasured
possessions, which really isn't much at all. They keep their keys on a piece of string around their neck and guard it with their life as it's all they have in the world. It makes all of our
possessions seem so pointless and materialistic!
The other night i sat with
Praveena and
Preethi, 2 girls about 12 years old,
Preethi showed me a huge scar on her leg and then told me how she was in her father's rickshaw with her pregnant mother one day when they had a crash with a lorry. Her father died in the crash and she was in hospital for a long time needing skin grafts, luckily her mum was
OK and the unborn baby. This happened when she was about 6 and she's been on the ashram ever since.
Praveena's story was a lot more light-hearted. When she was 6 she fell into an open fire and was in hospital with a damaged foot, broken arm and a head wound. She acted out how she did it and how she was bandaged up afterwards, it was very funny and we had a good laugh. She then told me that when her mother was visiting her one day she gave birth to her brother in the hospital toilet! I think i got the story right but you never know! Another girl found out last week that her mother had died, she had HIV, she was very upset and it was one of the many times that i have wished that i speak Tamil. Her father also died of HIV and she now only has a grandmother who is 91. Most of the girls have stories
like this to tell and it breaks your heart to listen to them.
They have to study so much! Time allocated to play is so minimal compared to the time spent studying, they don't seem to mind as i guess they don't know any different. I stayed on the ashram this weekend and thought i would be able to play with them a lot more but it is all so controlled that they study on the weekend too. Today has been a bit better as we have had a lot more time to play and it's been good fun. We also had a visit from a sponsor today who brought lunch. I loved this as we all ate off banana leaves and i got some great photos.I bought some henna yesterday so we are going to spend some time this evening painting henna on each other.
I need to cherish every moment i spend here as it is a very special place, with very special people on it. I know my 3 months will be up before i know it and i don't want to take any of it for granted. When i leave these girls will just carry on doing what they do, hopefully remembering me in the process. But for me the memories will stay forever and i think will affect my life in the future.
I have started to give the girls English names, they love this! The only problem is that i am only just getting to grips with their Tamil names and now i have to remember another one! I have made life very difficult for myself!