Our Braveheart

The Passion Week began with Ash watching The Passion of Christ with a passion and courage strange in a little boy. I had procured the DVD sometime back to view it but never found the time to sit and view it. Ash watched it along with my dad, when he came here last.
And on this Palm Sunday - after V reneged on his promise to take Ash and the rest of us for the morning mass - he expressed an interest in watching the DVD again. While I couldnt bear to view some of the scenes I got to see before I went out with Mira, Ash watched the whole thing devotedly - in his words, until Jesus was crucified and put in the coffin. V, who cannot bear to see such violence, kept away and marvelled at Ash's mental strength.
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In the late evening, V took us all to the evening service at church. It was nice and calm since there werent many people around. We partook of the ginger coffee, and got some positive reviews of the prayer meeting (there sits Mira on chairs stacked up for the programme) and dinner we hosted the previous Sunday at our home. The new bold colours of the walls were appreciated by some.