I've noticed that lovely is a word used here a lot! And I can understand why. Just being here in South Africa is lovely. Being in this house where Uncle Arnand makes us so welcome is lovely. I want to tell you more about Arnand.
Just being alive is a fantastic experience for these two.
Like Heaven Admin, Arnand is a man who enjoys life, every bit of it -- the sunrise, the sunset, the clouds, the air, every morsel of food. He loves cooking and cutting up vegetables. My feeling is that he has never just done things in order to get them done, just to get through it. so he can say it's done. His heart is in everything he does, and everything everyone is doing. He is just lovely.
Whatever work he would do, he would enjoy it. Do you know what I mean? He happens to be an executive, owner of a thriving business, a business where employees are happy, happy to work, and happy to prosper under solid and loving management. Of course, there are the challenges, but nothing stops Arnand from joy.
If I had to choose one quality to attribute to Arnand, I would select generosity. And what is generosity but love? I think God has said that. Filled with love, Arnand keeps himself happy and, therefore, spreads happiness generously.
Every minute of his life is adventure. Lots of laughter here.
The other night there were four of us, Arnand, Santhan, Zuzana, and myself. Zuzana is a young journalist from Slovakia who will have left South Africa before this blog comes out. I will tell more about Zuzana later.
You already know how I feel about Heaven Admin (Santhan) and Arnand, and now add Zusana to the list. In fact, add the whole household staff to the list. Add Anna and Agnes who keep everything smooth-running in this house and do it with love, including washing and ironing my clothes, magically get spots out.This is a big house, and every tile floor is washed every day. All accompanied by sweet voices and laughter. Beautiful! (Also know that Arnand welcomes his staff's family and helps them in every way. Anna's adorable nine-month old grandson is a wonderful addition to this wonderful home. There is love wherever you turn!)
Getting back to the four of us, Arnand, Santhan, Zuzana and myself, we spent hours together preparing food, everyone chipping in. No labor here, just joy of preparing. Arnand made curried chicken wings with onions, potatoes, wonderful spices. Incidentally, the cinnamon and cardamon we get in U.S. are really for baking. There are spices here by the same names that are of a savory type. The savory type of cinnamon stick is not curled up but large flattened cinnamon slices, and cardamom comes in big pods that are made for cooking and not baking.
Zuzana, like Santhan, is a pure vegetarian, and she made baked stuffed tomatoes, stuffed with zucchini, onions, mozarella cheese,the scooped out tomatoes, and I forget what else, accompanied by potatoes. I had made a salad and I sliced potatoes for Zuzana and diced tomatoes for Arnand. I am a pushover for Arnand, and when he wants me to taste something, I cannot resist. He reminds me of my father who would always give me tidbits to taste. I cannot refuse any dish that Arnand makes
What was Santhan doing? He cooked rice which Arnand molded in little cups after it was cooked and made it lovely on each plate. Santhan was also giving me healthy concoctions for a cough. Everyone was well-cared for, although it seems to me that I have more than my share of receiving. Oh, what lovely people.
Everyone was energized. No one was tired, well, not until later when I got sleepy and went to bed.
Tomorrow morning we are all meeting at 5 a.m. to go on that good walk to the shore. It's about an hour's walk both ways.
I'll take my camera and get some photos.
Meanwhile, someone had better pinch me so I can know that all this is actually happening and that I'm so very very happy.