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Christine Hagar & Mitch Snow | An Arduous Journey - Single

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An Arduous Journey - Single

by Christine Hagar & Mitch Snow

Arjuns story of reunion with his family, their survival, and their faith in God are painted brilliantly as Arjuns story is GREAT!
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August 14, 1947 British-ruled India was partitioned into two separate countries,
India and Pakistan.
India got its independence the next day August 15, 1947.
Arjun was 10 years old at that time, the song speaks of Arjuns actual family.
Arjun, his father, his mother, and his two sisters.
Riots, looting, and killing in the streets was already a problem but became
much worse after the partition.
Millions of people started migrating either to Pakistan from India or to India from Pakistan. They traveled to their new homes however they could by foot, by bullock cart,
by train, by plain, as they made their attempts to go to safety, chaos ensued, people tried to avoid all matter of trouble by hiding in the darkness of the night in field or wherever else to try and stay alive and intact another day.
Due to all the danger, and millions of people running this way and that many families lost loved ones in the confusion.
Arjuns family’s attempt to cross the border was going well until they got to the plane to take Arjun and his family to India. His father was told that there was only one seat available on that plane and that was that. He could not send two daughters alone, or even his wife and one daughter, he had to make a more than difficult decision to send his son, who would have the best chance with some other relatives that were already on board the plane. His relatives agreed to take care of young Arjun if the rest of the family did not make it to safety in India.
The plane got them to India and to a refugee camp, Arjun and his relatives did whatever work they could get and did not rely on any government given rations.
Arjun would buy old newspapers and make them into paper bags.
In India these types of bags are still used today for small amounts of groceries.
They made a meager profit but it did buy enough wheat flour to make chapattis
(Indian bread) to be shared by all of the family. They could not go to school because they had to work and earn.
Arjun remembers the sorrowful gathering of thousands of people in Bikaner to mourn the death of Mahatma Gandhi, who was shot dead in the capital of India, Delhi .
(January 30, 1948)
For six months, they lived with rumors of brutal deaths and some safe escapes of the people trying to cross the borders. He remained sad and apprehensive throughout this period of separation from his parents and sisters.
The love and care he got from his relatives was phenomenal and helped him to stay in good spirits despite his fears of what could be.
In February, 1948 his parents and his sisters did part of their journey on foot, part on camel backs, and part in trains escaping slaughters.
By Gods Grace, they reached Kurukshetra refugee camp in India safely.
So, after six long months, came the happiest day, when he was able to see and hug his parents and sisters.
It was the happiest day of his life.
He had “found” his family that had been lost.

This is a true story of Arjun and his family.

I made the studio appointment for this song on maybe a Tuesday, which meant I was now firmly committed in taking this song to that studio.
I had been looking for a sister of mine I had lost track of for some time, and could not find her and was feeling like I never would locate her.
I thought her son has an unusual name, lets try this here ( in one more search engine) and his name came up. WOW, he was conversing with someone who was looking for me for my younger brother Gary, he and I had not seen each other in over 42 plus years.
The last time we saw each other he was 4 and I was 5.
During our brief childhood together we were very close, being we were only one year and one month apart, we were rather like a set of twins..
Our family suffered its losses for many reasons too long to list here, but also separated was an older sister whom I had never met before, and thought I never would meet.
Jackson Lloyd had been looking for me to help my brother Gary, and was going back and forth with my sisters son on a message board.
I could not believe it, my nephew gave this man his address and phone number, and he had been looking for me too, as well as his mother had been.
I wondered if this could possibly be for real, and carefully and patiently found out all I could and I got to talk to my nephew and confirm that YES this was my sister, and YES, this IS your brother Gary. I had always prayed for God to keep them safely in His arms and when I wrote the song rejoicing for Arjun and his family, I felt a familiar pang of grief in wondering where my loved ones were.
But I loved his story and had to tell it.
Tuesday had come and gone and by maybe Thursday I had seen that post between my nephew and Jackson Lloyd, by Friday night or Saturday morning I had my first vision of my baby brother Gary!
He looked quite a bit different!
But that IS my brother!
I was in shock over the situation even after I had confirming phone calls between my sister and me, and my nephew, and Gary…
I thanked God hundreds of times, and I’m sure I got on Jackson Lloyd’s nerves calling and calling and thanking him over and over and over again!
Well, then came a couple more days and a lady called asking for me, and I said who is this? She said I am Rebecca your sister.
I thought no, this cannot be, but she confirmed who she was based on a lot of things that only another daughter of my mother would know, and after seeing her photo, there is no doubt whatsoever of who she is….
By the Grace of God my lost family had been found too, and YES, this was one of the happiest days and weeks I can remember.
A day after I recorded this song, I went to a Kansas concert, they are one of my all time favorite bands, and at the concert and for sale were T-shirts that said "Know Place Like Home" on them,
I am so happy to know place like home and know who is there and who is safe.
This IS Good.



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