Saphara teams give young people the opportunity to engage in issues of justice and global citizenship through working with educationally disadvantaged children in India. Saphara is a non-profit, non-denominational Christian organisation which welcomes young people from all backgrounds, races and religions.

It’s an opportunity of a lifetime and it couldn’t have been with a better team. Keith

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Day 9

Delhi Baha’i TempleWe can’t believe that this is our last full day in India. We have seen so much, met some really inspirational people and had a most wonderful experience. Most of us know that this won’t be the last time that we will be in India although we are all hoping that Christine will feel able to organise another “ladies’ trip” in the future.

We started the day with a visit to the Delhi Baha’i Temple which is one of only seven such temples in the world. The building is truly iconic and has been constructed to resemble a lotus flower. The temple is surrounded by beautiful flower borders and glistening turquoise pools of water. Visitors are brought into the temple in small groups and allowed to spend time in prayer or reflection within the cool stone walls. All of the group were touched by the special atmosphere that permeated the building.

From there we travelled to a market (Sarojini Nagar) where we enjoy shopping in a real Indian bazaar. Following this came a surreal interlude of unbelievable opulence which, we hate to say, we thoroughly enjoyed at the Imperial Hotel. This grandeur was created for the visit of Edward VII and the in-house patisserie was a sight to behold. Afternoon tea in such surroundings led to a stimulating discussion on how we would come to terms with our relatively affluent lives at home in light of all we had seen. In other ways, we felt that the completion of a journey of such significance needed to be appropriately celebrated.

The final stop was the Cottage Emporium where we parted company with the remaining rupees before returning to the hotel for a final delicious meal. Christine happily headed off to the airport for her overnight flight to enjoy some peace and quiet for the first time in 3 weeks!

So, hard to believe this epic trip is drawing to a close. Happily none of our worst fears have been realised. India has been so much more than we could ever have imagined; having taken us from heights of wonder and unexpected joy, to depths of shock and sadness. But India has also stolen our hearts. We will never forget this country and its people. We have all been inspired and would love to return.

Day 8

Woodstock SchoolWe had a “leisurely” start to the day, Christine let us lie in until 8.30! All packed up and rooms vacant and ready for another day in the beautiful Himalayas. We had one little surprise for Linda who had the unique opportunity of celebrating her birthday in Mussoorie. After a hearty rendition of “happy birthday” some of the group got ready to visit Woodstock school. A few of us had heard of this famous school before we came and the previous evening we had had the privilege of meeting and listening to Cathy Hoffman reflect on her impressions of India over the years she has taught at Woodstock, and of the ethos of the school. We were therefore delighted to take up her offer to come see around. She was particularly keen to impress on us the ongoing need for the school to find good staff and currently a drama teacher would be a huge help, so Julie felt under no pressure whatsoever!

The school is very impressive. It is a mixture of modern fir for purpose facilities within a beautiful environment spread over about 250 acres of land, and with many features relating back to the many years the school has been in existence. Cathy was very impressed with the old stone floor tiles in the library, while some of us noticed the ornate notice board in a corridor. donated by the class of ’47. The whole feel was of a comfortable relaxed atmosphere with students milling about as in any secondary school, but no uniforms. The array of sitars in one of the music rooms made a striking contrast to the drum kit being played with a heavy rock beat in another room and again a trumpet player “buzzing” prior to starting his practice.

After regrouping at the Hanifl centre, we took a whistle stop tour of the bazaar in Mussoorie. As you’d all expect, none of us struggled to spend money and I think it’s safe to say you can all look forward to some Indian goodies.

Our final destination before leaving Mussoorie was the MGVS office where we had been invited to lead the members in an informal devotional. We shared some reflections, some scripture, Maura gave an Irish blessing and we sang “amazing grace”. All this, at the top of the Tehri hills, looking out on the Doon valley, it was truly amazing. Both Christine and Linda paid tribute to the work that we had witnessed and were delighted to give them a cheque. We were all overwhelmed by the warmth and hospitality of the staff there and we all left feeling very privileged to have spent time with them. They have such commitment and their vision is both empowering and sustainable.

Now on the train, reflecting on those beautiful mountains. What lucky girls we are! En route to Delhi, another interesting train ride, only 4 more hours to go.

Day 2

The Group

Saturday – Very early start after all the noises of India through the night!

We nearly stretched Christine’s patience to the limit getting us all out to the station and onto the right train and carriages, but get there we did and the head count complete!

Delhi to Agra took about 3 hours and having been shocked by the plethora of fascinating and somewhat startling sights viewed from the train, (naked children playing in the dust, men squatting in full view of the railway line, and a variety of buildings from shacks created out of polythene and corrugated iron, to dilapidated old brick structures), we were then ushered into the contrasting grandeur and coolness of the trident Hotel on our arrival.

We felt it was important to sample all that Agra had to offer, so coffee on the terrace was a delightful and welcome break before we ran the gauntlet of hawkers and beggars who lined the road up to the Taj.

So what can we say – the Taj did not disappoint and was every bit as we imagined and more. The fine detail of the marble carvings and the mosaic insets in so many beautiful and varied designs and colours took our breath away. The Red Fort if anything was historically even more interesting, especially the stories of the Moghul Emperor with the three wives – one Hindu, one Muslim and one Christian from Portugal! Ecumenism was alive and well even back then.

We survived the madly chaotic traffic with the hordes of motor bikes (some with kids and granny aboard) the three-wheeled autos bulging with passengers (were more like dodgems that real vehicles) the camels, monkeys, mangy dogs, rats, elephants and many cows and made it back to the hotel – pretty whacked but having thoroughly enjoyed an amazing day. Thanks Christine – your organisational skills and patience are amazing!