Captured by the Salvation Army
..Strolling around the town of Adoor whilst Caroline had gone shopping , I was approached by an elderly lady who enquired where I was going, foolishly I admitted to having no particular purpose , whereupon on finding out that I was staying at the Manakala Seminary she insisted I join the Salvation Army prayer meeting across the road.
There were about 20 people crammed into a small office officiated by the smartly uniformed captain, the female officer wearing a dark blue plain sari over her uniform shirt, As might be expected of the “Sally Army” there was a large bass drum and of course a tambourine to accompany the loud enthusiastic singing . It was of course all in Malayayam so I did not have a clue what was happening. I was asked to give my testimony which was only partly translated , but inserting “Praise the Lord” and “Hallelujah” into the speech elicited a favourable response. After 20 minutes I “made my excuses and left” but it was a hilarious experience simultaneously very Indian and very Salvation Army
