Wednesday, January 24, 2018

I am on the potter’s side






I am poor but not beggar
I am needy but not self-pity
I am smelly but not filthy
I am wrinkly but not week
I work as a potter because I am a “MAN OF HONOR”





If you walk around the North Indian Hill stations, you will see many Nepali people sitting in the corner of the market place, wrapping a rope around their shoulders rather than a scarf as they wait to be called on for a “coolie job”. They are every ready to help you carry your groceries, gas cylinders, washer machines, beds, or other heavy items up and down the mountains. This is their livelihood, although it leaves much to be desired and they are not truly living well. These Nepalese, usually men, although sometimes women too, are called coolies. They often work all day carrying heavy loads on their backs for about 1-2 miles up the steep Himalayan altitudes for only a dollar or two. These Nepalese leave their families behind and work in these hill stations for years and years with the hope of giving a better future to their families back home. However, the sad part is they are often never able to truly change their financial status or the future of their children.  They live in filthy conditions, sleeping on a floor, usually without running water or heat. It’s a hand to mouth job that offers little to send back home at the end of the day.

I have realized after many conversations talking with these Nepali Coolies that their poverty (both spiritual and financial) runs deep generation to generation.  Today, a grandson sits on the same spot where his grandfather used to.  It breaks my heart. I often pray, “Lord, how can I help to break this cycle of brokenness and hard lives?”
The Lord has been prodding my heart to reach out to this group both for their spiritual and financial needs.  With the Lord’s help, I would like to:

  • 1     Open a Hostel: A hostel for men (or women) would be a welcomed new home to many Nepali coolies who most of the western world would call homeless.  It would allow for them to have a safe place with running water, bathrooms, kitchens, beds, and proper health necessities at a low or no fee rent agreement. Most importantly it would open the door for Christian discipleship and social economic training. It would allow us access to be able to speak Truth, mentor and train the coolies in a way that would truly break the cycles of poverty and bring healing to their souls as well, which of course will be passed down to the next generation. Also, a hostel for the Coolie children would allow stability, schooling, and a safe living environment.  Many times due to their parent’s work they have to move from one place to another. Children are often not able to go to school or complete their schooling properly, in this way the cycle of generational poverty continues. Survival becomes the priority, not schooling.


  • 2     Provide Skill Sets: We can provide technical skills to immigrant youth to help train them for a better job in the future. Skills for professions such as an electrician, plumber, mechanic, welder, even a taxi driver and many more could help these young people to make a decent living that would allow them to have an easier life and for the next generation to be able to go to school.


  • 3     Micro Finance: If these immigrants could have excess to small amount of money as an initial investment they could start up their own business, according to their skills and interests. Many of them are very intelligent, but don’t have the resources necessary to get started.

None of these ideas are new, but I believe they can make a difference in our city. I am looking for financial partners who also have a heart for these Nepali coolies and would be willing to invest in them and the next generation. The first goal is to open a men’s hostel in Mussoorie, India in the next year or so. I am raising money for the land and building project now. Please let me know if you are interested in planting a seed into this work: (your email)

If you are interested to know more about these Nepali immigrant workers please do go through the resources which are listed below.


1. Documentary by JohnPaul Raj “Man of Honor”





Monday, September 5, 2016

HAPPY TEACHERS DAY !!!!

Dear Teacher,

I am so thankful to God for your incredible gift to impart your knowledge through love, care, and concern. You have been such a gentle like a mother and form like a father to teach the valuable, infallible, eternal, life transforming, God’s breathed, life giving word to me. You have been such an inspiration for me to look upon and move ahead in life. You helped me to understand life is not just about surviving or becoming a billionaire. It is about being good stewards, being faithful, being available on to God’s hand for His purpose. You help me to understand, success comes only by the favour of God (Gen 39:2; ESV). Abundance, I will have, if I could only hear God’s voice (John 21:11). You taught me to stand on a high ground and see far. You taught me to live selfless life through your life examples. I pray, God to give me strength to follow your foot-steps as you follow Christ, our lord the only true teacher above all.


Happy Teachers Day.

To:





Palolil Varghese Joseph: https://www.facebook.com/pvjos












Jacob Cherian : https://www.facebook.com/jacob.cherian.984?fref=ts














Pravin Kumar Israel: https://www.facebook.com/pravinisrael?pnref=friends.search

Saturday, August 13, 2016

Heaven rejoiced, while the Earth was mourning


It was around 9:30, when I heard the news of my foster dad, went to be with the Lord… my memories started to flash back in front of my eyes as videos. Tears rolled down on my cheek and my hands were lifted up praising my heavenly father, singing a song “It is well, it is well with my soul”.
I could remember thousands of stories, which are treasured in my heart throughout the years. I had such a great pleasure to serve the Lord along with him as a young man, the way Joshua served the Lord along with Moses. I knew him well. I knew him in and out. I knew not only his house, office or a laptop but I knew his emails and his ATM cards pin-codes. I travelled all over India, while we were together with “ELLEL MINISTRIES INDIA”. I saw miracles and wonder working power of Christ through his life. He was truly a great man of faith.
I was pampered by him being a youngest adopted son (unofficially). I was brought into HOME (Shanti kunj), when I was struggling to survive physically and spiritually and was rejected and thrown out of Church and even from mission just as a raping paper. Literally, I was on a road. He picked me up, and “he put robe, he put ring on my finger and sandals on my feet, he cut the fattened goat and celebrate for this son of mine was lost and is found.”(Luke 15:11-32). He stood along with me when my legs were feeble. “I was hungry and he gave me food, I was thirsty and he gave me water, I was stranger and he welcomed me in his heart/home, I was naked and he clothed me, I was sick and he visited me, I was in a chained and he set me free” (Matthew 25:35). He loved me, as if I was his biological sons or a daughter.
He loved people, so he never missed any opportunity to share “GOOD NEWS,” because he believed people will go to hell without Jesus. HE LIVED WHAT HE BELIEVED. He was more careful not to miss out poor people through Gospel, because he knew Jesus had soft-corner for poor people. He did not miss out any opportunity to share Christ, though I was embarrassed many times due to his witnessing lifestyle. He finished his RACE WELL (Matthew 25:23). Now, BATTON is on my hand as his sons and daughters who has been adopted and touched by God through DAD (Eicher). He has left the legacy behind, for us to follow….. as he is leading us through the magical, mysterious, glorious door (death) right into the presence of our Father God, following our Lord Jesus Christ. We all have one opportunity since we have one life here on earth to make difference and leave legacy behind till we enter through that magical, mysterious and glorious door.

Saturday, October 17, 2015

Leopards on the Landour, Mussoorie





Normally Saturday brings happiness, since Saturday is outing Day for us as a Student at “New Theological College” Deheradun. I was thinking, I wish I could go home up to Mussoorie. I missed my friends, I missed those Oak trees, I missed the snow caps Mountain’s view, I missed all kinds of colorful people from all over the world, since it is a place where you will get an opportunity to smell all kinds of arm’s pits.  I picked up my mobile to update my friend’s life in Mussoorie since winter is coming and people will have whole different kinds of experience than in summer. In summer people want to escape the heat and come up to Mussoorie that they can enjoy the cold brazed and test the embraced the comfort of the “Queen Hill Mussoorie”. However, In winter is completely different, people put on  as much as cloths they can put on, they wear caps and gloves, sometimes you hardly could recognize your friends, since all you can see is their green, blue, brown or black twinkling eyes. Some people who are skinny also get an opportunity to become or act like a ‘FAT BIG’ person, since they are the one who feel much cold, but at the same time you see people sitting on a bike while snowing and enjoying ICE-Cream.

Landour is pretty much located in the woods.  People have houses in the woods, which makes Landour as a unique and peaceful place to live, learn, think and reflect on. There are international schools. Rokeby Minor(HOTEL), which is also on the top on the Landour. So people they walk into these woods all the time since they cannot drive their cars of bikes right into their houses or they can ride on the back of Nepali Coolies if they do not have enough strength to walk. Even in the mid night people walk with their tiny flash light, sometimes, they hardly, can even see anything rather than their own your footsteps.

As, winter approaches temperature goes down but these BAG CATS (Leopards), comes up with full assurance of getting prepared testy food(Dog). It is easy to get, because someone has kept these foods (Dogs) for them from last year. It has ripe/cooked well. These CATS are so much not scared with human beings sometimes they take guts to appear and give looks to humans. They are bold enough to get into people’s houses and take your pets (Dogs), from your very sight. But, I have not heard not heard that they have killed any human beings though they have just come across one or two feet away from human’s presence. I had one encounter; I thought that’s at but that “BIG CAT” was decent enough to get away from my road to disappear into woods. There are hundreds of stories, people encountering with these “BIG CATS” all the time especially in the winter times. Here are some stories written by various people about these beautiful “BIG CATS”



Yesterday, Sunday, Vickey had gone for a walk into the woods in his chappals. He walked down the back path to Jabarkhet. He then cut down to Fairy Glen and then thot to keep going down into the woods. It was all so quiet and peaceful. When he was way down, near the stream, all of a sudden he noticed all the birds around were shouting and chirping.
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Then something moved in front of him off the path. He looked down and there, barely 15 feet way was A LEOPARD in a crouching position, it's long tail spread out behind it. They both looked into each others eyes. Vickey's heart froze, he was so scared. The next moment he just turned and raced STRAIGHT UP THE HILL, thru the bushes and all. He got his hands all scratched up, but he said he had INCREDIBLE ENERGY AND SPEED.
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Fortunately, the leopard must have been as surprised as Vickey and did not wish to follow him, PRAISE THE LORD! Finally when he reached Fairy Glen he just collapsed and realized what a miraculous escape he had had.
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Probably the leopard was coming along the same bath and when he (or she) heard Vickey, he/she jumped down OFF THE PATH, to about 10 feet below the path. Vickey really feels that is he/she had BEEN ABOVE HIM, he/she would have jumped on him.This was about the 4th time Vickey has had an encounter with this species in the near past.



One night we heard it just below our balcony at the back of the house.  We knew it was there because it had a big clanging bell around it’s neck.  Tony dropped all kinds of things on it to chase it away but it didn’t budge.  Tiffany went out just after dark to see it and came back to tell us to bring a torch.  Tony shone it into a nearby bush, right into the eyes of a huge cat.  Its eyes were really far apart which told us how big its head was.  It stayed there for ages, looking into the torchlight.  We knew it could only have been a leopard.  Someone suggested it might have been a black one.
Aunty and Uncle, who lived in the small farmhouse next to us, had a big dog called “Johnny”   He reminded us of the dog in “The Perisher’s” cartoon, except he wasn’t nice.  They tied him up all day; which was probably the cause of his aggression.  Whatever it was, we were glad he wasn’t off his chain during the day. We woke up one morning to find he wasn’t there.  Uncle told us a leopard had taken him.  There were signs of a struggle but no one had heard anything.   
Sasha had a few more litters and a couple of her babies were taken.  She loved wandering off into the bush but always came back late in the afternoon.  There were times we were called to Woodstock School to pick her up; quite a few times actually.  She would wander onto the grounds to play with the kids, hoping they would share their lunch with her.
One day we realised she hadn’t been home for while.  She just disappeared.  We looked everywhere.   After a few days we had to tell the kids.  “Sasha has been taken by a leopard.”
Incident Written by Christian Rose

Ooooooohhhhh myyyyyyyyyy goooooddddddnesssssssss!!!!!!!! I was just walking on my normal path I take every week near my house (11:00 in the morning!!!) and saw a leopard sitting just above the road where I was. He was hissing and growling and had a moaning, half dying dog in his mouth! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! I was so scared I was shaking. I started walking backwards as fast as I could so I could still keep facing it. He was hissing louder and I wasn't sure if it was because he saw me or the dog was fighting to get away. When I got a good enough distance away, I started to run as fast as I could. I ran into a man and was trying to tell him in Hindi what was ahead. I was breathless and shaking. He kept saying, "ma'am you can speak English to me!" But I think I was so scared I could barely even think of English words. Ahhhhh! 


Tigers may be on the way out, but leopards are still very much with us, as I know from my own sightings and the experiences of others. Last summer, driving up from Dehradun around midnight, I saw a mother and her three cubs reclining on the parapet of the Mussoorie road, enjoying a cool breeze like any other visitor to the hill station. Normally, leopards won’t bother humans, but they are fond of dogs—not in the way we are fond of dogs, but as the main course for breakfast or dinner. Mr Solomon was walking his pet retriever outside his Landour villa when a leopard sprang out from the bushes, seized the dog (along with its lead), and vanished down the hillside before the astonished owner could react.
Rajiv Handa had a similar experience, but was able to save his dog. Late evening, Rajiv was in his living room, enjoying a book, when he heard a scuffle outside his front door. On opening the door, he found his mastiff struggling with a huge leopard. Rajiv is a keen golfer. He didn’t have a gold club with him, but he picked up a heavy walking stick and, flourishing it with a golfer’s swing, struck the leopard a telling blow. The leopard dropped the dog and made off.
Rajiv brought the dog inside (its injuries weren’t too bad), locked up, and returned to his book. There is nothing like a good book to calm the nerves. An hour later it was time for bed, so he put the lights out and went to the window to make sure it was shut. He looked through the glass, and there was the leopard, sitting on a flower-bed and waiting patiently for the dog to be let out again!
These beautiful CATS, are often in Landour not to threaten human lives but to Beg “HOT DOGS”.
But, sometimes we are so bold enough even to snatch our “HOT DOG” from the mouth of these BIG CAT’S and bring them back into our homes. Actually, one of my friends Ashu, who lives next to Callog Church, snatched his dog (BITSEE) and brought back into to home. This definitely shows that they are not very dangerous to human beings.  It is indeed a blessing to have a glimpse of these beautiful CATS.
Winter not only brings cold in Landour but “BIG CAT”, SNOW and many other things. It brings  special time for some people to wonder to Hunt these “BIG CATS” with camera and for some to just turn on BHUKARI, drink soup, read books and enjoy life with new glorious views (Green hills turning in to white), wild Lives, and new wives/Husbands.
As, I will be walking on to these hills, Join me, through following this BLOG.



Green Mussoorie, Clean Mussoorie,
Yehi hamari, Sab Se Jaruari.

“Let’s keep Landour clean, this is our home” 

Friday, October 31, 2014

OUT - REACH TREKKING 2014, OCTOBER !!!!


I was so thankful to GOD for our team. We were together from three nations for one task. 


What a Joy to touch people through a blessed Gospel of Jesus Christ. I got an opportunity to visit one of my student’s villages called BITRI, KHANNA and some other villages. I had couple of my students from H.B.S. and one “ANGRAGE” with us.




It took us whole day to reach one of our student YABAS’s village. It was dark. I had bought a headlight from Mussoorie, when I took it out to use it, it did not have battery. It was so stupid. I bought new Headlight torch but without battery in it. But I had, big another torch that I could use it as a group. When we reached, we were already tired through whole day travelling. As we reached there, I found three another believes were waiting for us to receive us and to have fellowship in Yabas’s house. It was so good to meet one person, who told me he knows one of my friend from Mussoorie who was Doctor from States at Landour Cantt Hospital. He asked me do you know Brent? I said yes, I do, Then I asked him, Jagdis, How do you know him? He said I met him, on trekking.


these people group are knows as GUJJARS, normally they have animals. They do not have their own place, they wonder with their animals and families from one place to another place. They exchange what they need with Milk.
One of our students, comes from this villege knows as BITRI. and this is his house. 

Yabas's nephew, wife who is excepting another baby, Mother and his father and Yabas along with his daughter Asha.

Since I was leading the team, I asked our team, lets thank God. He brought us safely thus far. We crossed many hills and many valleys. We could have got in to an accident, any time, in any curve and we could have found ourselves dead. So, we all together blast out our thankful heart with loud voices of thanks giving and praise. We prayed for the family and for BITRI village almost for two hours. Till that time food was ready, so we eat food with great hospitality and crashed ourselves on bed.


Next day we got up 6 am then prayed for two hours. We had breakfast peanut butter and chapatti. Then we went to meet villagers. People specially children used to come and stare at us. They used to look at us as if we have come from another planet. They were very much interested to about my ANGRAGE friend. They used to asked me, where is he from? I used to smile and used to answer them oh !!! He is from MOON !!! then no no.. He is from Mussoorie. They used to laugh.

We could distributes literature and talk with different people in BITRI village. But I happen to see one old man looking at us from his house. I told him, what a palace you have, to live in. I was telling him to open up conversation that we could talk and build relationship. As we went and started to talk, he opened up himself and share his family condition. It was really heart breaking to know his story. His wife died, he has one son whose wife has left and gone and he has one daughter who is paralyzed. She can’t do anything by herself. She wants to work and become independent like other people. We asked him to call his daughter that we could pray for her. She comes with great exceptions and hope, I was excited to see GOD’s glory. My students went ahead and prayed for her… and my ANGRAGE friend too. I was waiting for GOD to speak to me. As they were praying for her, she was weeping. I was asking GOD please speak to me…. But HE did not speak to me at all. I wept bitterly as she was weeping. I was sad, God did not heel her. I was wondering, if GOD would have healed her, whole village would have seen GOD’s glory and worshiped him. But I did not have any answer, why he did not heel her? I put OIL in her palm and prayed still nothing happened. with disapointed and shore in a heart, i told her you pray to Yeshu as you know Him. I had a solar story telling radio provided by another ANGRAGE friend of mine “KUSH RAHO, WALA”. I could hand one to her since she did not know, how to read.


Praying for "Endarani", who is paralized. Sharing good news to the villagers in BITRI.


We came back to YABAS’S house had MEGGI as lunch then went ahead to KHANNA village. We reached around 6 pm in the evening to the KHANNA village. We were hosted by one believer family. We worshiped and prayed as usual we planned. Two hours we worshiped and prayed in the evening and in the morning too. So we had wonderful fellowship and meeting time with GOD. We enjoyed worshiping and praying to living GOD in that dark village. Next day morning we left KHANNA village. After walking few hours we got a local JEEP till a place where we have parked our VICKLE.

Then we went to a village. One very simple Nepali pasturing a Church with few Nepali families. It was such a great blessing for me to see him, serving God in the foreign land, with all difficulties and in his poverty. Once again GOD reminded me. This is the harvest time for Nepali people. In the past, how people prayed and shown seed for centuries for Nepal and Nepali people group around the globe. Now, Nepali Churches are growing like mushroom everywhere, even in a small village at the top of these mountains on UTTRAKHAND.

He is Nepali, He is looking after someone else apple garden, but at the same time he is Pasturing Nepali Church. 

we reached back to Porula at Aman’s place in the evening and had dinner then prayed for a while then slept. We got up next morning then we drove back to Mussoorie. On the way, my ANGRAGE friend, banged his car on the wall of the mountain. He was reversing his car, I was looking behind through window. I was about to say to him, you are a good driver.  Sound comes BANG BANG, next to my head. WOOOOO !!! WATCH YOUR HEAD BOY !!! I found scrubs of mud were on my lab from the mountain sides. We stopped our car and saw… Man, I was sad seeing it. I love cars. When it gets dents and scratches on it… I feel often I got it in my heart. I get kind of lemon feelings in my heart. But I remember one phrase from my professor at SABC “things does not matter but people they do”.

We reached around 1 pm to Mussoorie. I could seat quiet and reflect about my trip to these village. I felt in my heart. It was wonderful trip, though there were lots of disputed and difficulties. GOD used us to accomplish His purpose through this trip. I would love to go on my BIKE with my guitar on to these mountains. I know, JESUS has picked me to impact life and values them who they are and what GOD can make them if they will get opportunity and chance. 

We were talking about the trekking and reflecting about the trip. We could encourage one another. 

thank you for reading my BLOG, "LET'S THINK TOGETHER" for one purpose and for one goal. I am thankful to my friends and family around the world for supporting and praying for us to make this event happen. If you do have any questions and want to support and pray for next event please do contact me. 

thanks again for your support and love.








Monday, October 13, 2014

Praying for College !!!!!


Dear Friends and Family,

Greetings in the Name of our Lord, Savior Jesus Christ.

I am so thankful to God for your love and concern. I have been working In HBS from last two years after
completing my “Master of Divinity” from “Southern Asia Bible College”. God is leading me to go for
Master of Theology in Mission. So, I have applied in “New Theological College” Dehradun. I am praying
and asking God to provide $3,000 which is Rs. 1,80,000. This will cover up my 2 years of college fees and
all the other expenses. Please do pray.

Thank you
Manoj Parajuli

Sunday, October 5, 2014

I AM AFRAID, I NEED YOUR PRAYERS !!!!!!



Why should you invest in my life, since many of you do not know me well? Why should you support me, since i do not work with you or for you? Why should you pray for me, since i do not even pray for you?

the answer is simple: I am doing your JOB too. (Matthew 28:19)
Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit,





I am not your son neither your worker. I do work hard, for Jesus and for His kingdom. He is the one who provides and gives protection. I have hundreds of stories of GOD, how he has been faithful to me throughout many years. I am so thankful to GOD how he leads me and guides me...as i lay down my thoughts and plans according to Proverbs 3:6. He opens up doors for me and guides me for His purpose. Whenever i turn and look behind, I always have thankful heart and reasons to praise HIM. 

I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master's business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you.(JOHN 15:15). here is a concepts of friendship. if i am your friend then you know my "HEART BEAT".

Dear friends, once again life has taken the shift and shift is always good but very very scary. I am afraid about it but once again i am trusting Him for his MIGHTY HANDS UPON ME(HIS LIFE). I am HIS, and I know HE will never fail me, neither let me down.

How can you help me, in this difficult situation?

I have applied for MTh in Mission at "NEW THEOLOGICAL COLLEGE" Dehradun, I will be leaving "Himalayan Bible School" soon, for my studies. I was receiving 4,000 rs. support from HBS, which was just enough for me to carry on. i need finance to peruse my studies. please do PRAY about it or if you have any question please do feel free to contact me at, manoj.mussoorie@gmail.com

Blessings