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Diùecember 2002

A sky full of stars is a symphony of word, for the 1st time I paid attention to listen this big roof
fool of holes, I felt less lonely.
Sometime the time is the big enemy, and just a minute become an eternity....then you realize the difference between the men and the rest... in the remembers!
To know the somewhere there are friends that love you and are close to you.... that bring the solitude to the just a physical status.
Thanks a lot for the letters, and I remind you that you Are here with me every days! I almost get the Afghan rhythm and understand this people it’s the hard part….
Sometime is my catholic side that put me in the not easy Position and I ask God to help me…
If I ask you, you get than loaf of bread? And you have to distribute to 11 people! You start to think, to look them in the eyes, to understand which one has less needed …. You get the decision… and than the forgotten one died ….. maybe someone will tell me that one loaf could be divided ….. or anyway you save ten life.But I tell you that the problem is bigger : you get 1 loaf for thousand people!
To recover in God is the best ,to listen in the deep of your heart what He whisper to you …. It’s in this think you can find the faith, in the certainty That Him give to us the right way to find the solution….. and in 1 loaf there Is the future of the world….. and each of us get this pieces of bread, everyday, We go ou and we decide to who we give…..

Ok, now some afghan information :
Afghan cooker – I think doesn’t exist :)
Whether – tomorrow will not rain
See you

  
December 2002

yesterday,9pm, like usual we were eating dinner and there was also some guests,from other NGO!
all the discussion was on next Christmas.... how you can make an atmosphere in a country coming from a war an on the top,muslin..... we were chatting and in the middle of the talking... bullets,shuting,bombs.... the silence come in the room.
All looking in the eyes of the other.... the life is a gift .... but in that time was hanging on a wire.... the heart beating, you feel all your body.... the fear come inside,you try to be strong.... you see the feedback of all your life, in that moment the wish it's to embrace my mother,to hug my sister and brother and to tell all of you that my life is link to each of you,to each of your prayers....
I'm afraid, but the Will of God will be done and to try to be ready to all!
The life is a present,the life is to be conscious that each moment is a part of history.... today I'm alive and happy!

Today I went to Zhare Dasth... a camp for IDP (Internal Displace People) near Kandahar....there are 6 settlement full of people and 6 to be fulfill.
Each settlement get 1000 familyes and each family has got 5 people! There are at moment near 30000 people! The heart bleed when you that almost are kids and today my eyes saw a kids just arrived.... a baby delivered in the camp of the list! I hope to show you this pictures... this camp is in the middle of the desert an on the top around is mined camp.... so,the people can not move to much.... and like you,I make the some question.... but there is not an answer!
Dear friend, I wish you all the best and the Ramadan is finish
keep in touch

  
December 2002
Dear friends,
in this world full of surprises I announce that here in Kandahar there was rain ...just few minutes... but this drops give me a lot hope.
Yesterday in the desert I was listening my heart, and my eyes were hypnotic from the wild and wide land…. Than small villages and always the kids to run to look at us.
Sometime I feel like an alien, more than Africa. We try to understand the needed and sometime the luck of water or drinking water is the main problem. Sometime –I’ve to test the water and the results are incredible, in some area the people drink water that we define like sewer water… but the luck of water push them to drink it.
In this world there are a lot of angels, in the cemetery there are almost kids tombs.
It’s not easy to keep the tears and every day new angels risen to heaven…. A big prayer should go till GOD for this small and young brothers and sisters… they are our salvation…. Help my friends, without you I’m noone, you words my strength. I hope you get always my letter,and I’m sorry to don’t write a letter to each of you
  
December 2002
Dear friends,
I’m just back from Lashkar Gah the town where I’m working.
I’m really happy because finally I start to drill 2 of 85 wells that I suppose to do.
Today I saw in the eyes of the beneficiaries the happiness to drink soon clean water and in the some time was so nice to see the kids to llook the drilling machine like a animal’s circus.
I was as well in a school and I hope to get a chance to present a project to rehabilitate …. If the people around me didn’t say that it was a school also my imagination was fail to guess … the door was close to collapse and also some roofs. No furniture, no chairs no bench no table no blackboard No water no latrine … and like usual just for man!
Sometime I ask to myself how we could understand the people from this part of the world if we at least we get education and here they sign with their Finger-print
Some “funny” news :
The office that I open it’s white and blue, there is no occidental toilette but the Afghan one, so it’s good to make muscle on the lag… and no comment it’s about 100square meter and just 2 desks and 4 chairs …. Really minimalist … for sleeping a afghan mattresses on the floor (like local tradition) and I’d say that except for my size are ok!
The kitchen is really big a gas heater !
For the evening to worm-up the room just we sleep at least 2-3 in a room and in the morning we go out to have fresh air ! Today my trip back was a small adventure!
The driver that it’s not really a fast person, and I’m not meaning on driving! The day before he lead the car in channel and the local people help him to pick up the car!
Between two town there is a lot of road to choice and I mean the track in the desert are many…. So he think that the fast way between to point it’s to proceed in zigzag and the straight way is better because there are less holes and is also less risky but no chance to let him understand that.
Sometime he look the landscape from his window and forget to look in front, you know that in the desert there are 360degree of really nice desert!
When on the way he recognize that he get a punch on the road , he get off and look the tires and with his smile he told us in pastu (local language) we’d change the tires!
We get off and we see instead of a tires just a rim!! On the top he forget to fill the 5th tires and like a kids to play to roll he went in the desert to find a filling station.
After one hour we come back with the tires filled.
Than we punch again once but we were close a town!!!
Ok, my friend MERRY CHRISTMAS and see you again in Europe!
Peppe

I want thanks my friend (Veren) that send me it and it's my wish to send all of you!
To A Beautiful Person

If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.
If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.
He sends you flowers every spring.
He sends you a sunrise every morning.
Whenever you want to talk, He listens.
He can live anywhere in the universe, but He chose... your heart.
Face it friend, He is crazy about you!

God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun
without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the
tears, and light for the way.

 
December 2002
Dear friends,
a Christmas that will be always in my memories. I was working for my afghan brothers. I want thanks all of you for the numerous letters and sms as well . Like I wrote you in the previous letter the 1st two
rigs are drilling and soon the wells will be finish.
I hope you like the pictures (and will be always welcome if you send me the mistake in English that I did) and soon with the collaboration of some of my friends I’ll upgrade the webpage with more pictures and detail about what I’m doing here. As well maybe the letter will be on-line and I’ll let my brother free from this duty.
I’m really worry about what’s going on in Iraq because a war there maybe it’ll mean to leave Afghanistan for security reasons.
My friends we always have to say YES to the PEACE and no to any WAR and there is no right or inevitable war, how we can talk about love when we justify the violence?
A big embrace
Peppe
  
December 2002

Dear friends,
like was for Christmas also the end of year is a “normal” day in Afghanistan. I’m just back from Lashkar Gah and it was an usual trip trough 3h of jumping and shaking but luckily without punches.
I listen always the taizè’s music like usual also because It’s help me to fell close to God and it’s as well a way to pray….I was asking myself that I’m putting in my back a year full of feelings and for sure a year that I’ll never forget for the raise to heaven of my father.
Sometimes, to be catholic , it’s really not easy…. To be happy because the only father that you get he’s raise to God it’s really so hard if than you miss his sympathy and his special way to look at life… than you try to keep the tears and whisper to him “dad,I love you and I know that you’re here” .
My friends, forgive me once more, I’m selfish and sometime I ask myself How you can manage to have a friend like me, if than when you need me I’m really faraway …. I pray God for you, and in the other hand I’m not sure that it can be enough. The 2002 is a year that will sign my life , God is always more present in my life and trough the Man on the Cross I try to follow my way.
In this day there are a lot of wish, I propose to all of you if after the midnight we can wispearh to God a little word “PEACE” …. Than He’ll read in our hearts and for a moment we’ll be all together in this simple sign of Love.
I want embrace all of you