updated: hail storm in DehraDun!!!

changes are definitely abound... I have never seen such a hail storm... golf sized hail... unbelievable!!!! am sending this before the comps crash!!!
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update:

• firstly... Anonymous comments... please give me your name too! I don't know who is "looking at Ldn and Spain in Early - Mid May!!"
  



• As for my plans... here they are (but fully aware of what "God" does when told of someone's lifeplans.... she/he laughs!): Depart from DehraDun 17th by overnight train to Amritsar. Leave the same day or next via Wagha border crossing to Lahore or Islamabad (depending on bus/train schedule which I'll find out upon arrival to Wagah border). Get visa extension process started in Islamabad by the 19th/20th March and start strawbale work with PAKSBAB in Abbottabad soon after. Work/teach/learn for a month and return to India via same route and fly from Delhi April 18-20ish. Stop in London for family visit and be back in Canada for May :) Inshahallah (as we say in Farsi & Urdu).



• As for the hailstorm, it was something never witnessed in the Doon Valley before. I exaggerated a little when I said the size of golf balls... I'd say about the size of Mike Tyson's knuckles and with about the same ferocity, as far as flora is concerned. As I'm back to my non-digital camera, ya'll will have to wait for photos!We also ended up rescuing two parrots who were literally beaten down from the sky by the intense hail. Entire wheat crops, lichee and mango seasons have been demolished in twenty minutes yesterday. The saddest look was on the face of the man who tends and sells the estate's mango's and lichee's, who at 10 am came and was happily proclaiming that this year will be a bumper crop of our homegrown mangoes and lichees. At about 4pm.... we'd be lucky if there are even 1/20th of the mangoes & lichees available!Here he is standing next to what used to be a Papaya tree!!! Not a single leaf left!!!

Well, its past dinner time here with my grandma (i.e. 1830!!!!) Quite the contrast to the wedding and Delhi timings! Dinner by 1830 and in bed by 2100 (but not sleeping and having snuck in a sandwich... till midnight... with my hotwater bottle, cheesey single station FM radio and those bloomin' honking cars breaking the gorgeous silence)