The best thing about a sunday in a tea garden is that it is truly a sunday! The day, unlike other days, starts late and I get to see my husband in the morning! Before he goes off for golf, that is...but that's another story! Today it was haircut day. The garden 'thakur' came over with his pair of scissor
s and waited for 'Mistri Saheb' and Son. This was the second time Arjun was getting a haircut from Thakur...the first was a month after he was born when just a few strands were cut off as a gesture. Earlier, last November, Arjun had a mundan done at Tirupati in andhra Pradesh. Sanjib also had to get one done to stop Arjun from crying!
It's been raining constantly for the past few days and our house looks like it's on an island. There are no tea bushes in front of the house, just paddy fields and these are, at the moment filled with water. As I write this, I can hear the drops of water plink plonking from the roof onto the cemented drain. The plants, thirsting for water a few days ago, are now full to the brim. It should be gloomy as the sun's away but it's strangely 
not. There's a calm peace and coziness all around, reminding me of cold winter days...
