We shopped for two days non-stop then moved in to our little flat. Everything was nice and new and it didn’t take long for us to settle into our noisy neighbourhood.
Ash, Zoe and Jordan were still homeschooling. It was nice to have them at home to witness first hand how a community grew. From the day we moved in, people came and went. We especially loved it when our friends from Mussoorie popped in. Our new Delhi friends were all so generous and hospitable and we never lacked company.
Joshua John and his sister, Sharon joined us and they started to bring their student friends. We had an influx of young girls from Lady Shri Ram College (LSR) across the road and they added a lively and happy dynamic to our older group of friends. Arun and Madhavi Handa and the original home group (See Post 180) didn’t miss a community meeting and regularly brought new people who wanted to know more about Jesus. We started to hear some incredible stories and also learnt more about Delhi’s middle to upper class issues. It was an education.
On the 26 January (Indian Republic Day) a picnic was arranged and we just had to arrive. There were 50 people from all backgrounds and ages and food enough for the Indian Army (well almost). We had snacks and starters, mains and drinks and our first experience of the rabdi and jalebi combo. It was so different from our very simple, tight budget picnics in Mussoorie. The Delhi Wallas were generous in every way and they went out of their way to bless us and everyone who came to CNC-Delhi.
Right from the start we wanted CNC to be a multi-cultural, multi-generational community. We welcomed people from every tribe, nation and tongue. Soon it was looking like a little United Nations with the major difference being that we were united. Oh and happy. Very happy.