Hell Breaks Loose

Day 62 - December 13, 2021

Brace Yourself. This is about to be a bumpy ride.

I woke up this morning with the overwhelming thought that I needed to reach out to the people whose names I saw on the plaque yesterday. My mom and some of my friends in the states have been encouraging me to find some Americans who are living in the area. Between the names on the plaque standing out so vividly to me and the recommendation to connect with other people like me, I did a quick internet browse and found the people I was looking for. I messaged them on Facebook and within 10 minutes they responded. Not only did they respond but they asked if we could meet! My heart jumped for joy and then came to a crashing halt because every time I have asked to leave recently I haven't been given that luxury. No one was home except for the nanny and the baby so I agreed to meet the Americans for lunch and headed out of the house. The whole time I was walking to catch a ride I was praying that if it was God's will for me to meet them that I would not be stopped. I made it to the spot for lunch and met with one of the Americans. Praise the Lord!

We ate at an American restaurant and I had a Caesar salad and pasta. She had fries and chicken nachos. We talked for over an hour about life, the Lord, and our time working in India. It was so refreshing! Toward the end of our time together she invited me to visit her place and I asked for some time to consider her offer. She then graciously dropped me back off near the host home I was staying in.

This is where things get hectic. I walk into the home and now everyone is there. Akka asks me where I was and I told her that I was at lunch, what restaurant I went to and who I was with. She was livid. She came into my room after me, raised her voice, and began to dig up the history of my time in her home. She brought up text messages that we had sent to each other, the time I met with the local photographer for coffee, and then tried to guilt me into feeling bad for meeting with the American. I apologized to her more than once and she refused to accept my apology. A short time later her husband and brother came into my room, pulled up chairs, and began to do the same thing. They were only about two sentences into their interrogation when Akka came in and began to again reprimand me with her voice raised. I held up my hands and said "It is not okay for the three of you to be facing off with me like this. If you have an issue with me we can discuss it without shouting and one on one not three on one." Akka was told to leave the room by her husband and then he and my host continued talking at me. My host has a similar temperament to his sister and almost immediately raised his voice. Akka's husband calmed him down and tried to have a conversation with me but did not choose to listen to my responses. He also said that he would need to speak with my mother and my friends regarding my behavior (meeting an American for lunch) to which I told him that would not be possible. This whole back and forth went on for almost an hour with no resolution in sight. At the end of their time in my room I told Akka's husband that I thought it would be best if I left at the end of the month instead of continuing on like originally planned. I was very calm and so was he. He said we would discuss it in the morning.

Fast forward to dinner time, where I asked for food at 7:40 PM and didn't receive any food until after 10 PM. Again, I don't understand.

I called my mom and spoke with her regarding the day's events and she and I both agreed it was time for me to leave. It was not a good situation and it hasn't been for a while. So I spoke with some of my friends, received the same counsel from them, and began to pack my things. I stayed awake for most of the night and finished packing everything.