ANOU’S BLOG
both sides now – the sustainability factor
How to sustain project why is a question that has been haunting me for some time now, I guess time waits for no one and the writing is on the wall! It is a question many have raised, some gently others even brutally. I must confess that I spend many hours thinking...
bahar tak to ajao…
Utpal came home for a few hours on Sunday. It was the last Sunday of the month and normally one should have made the trip to his school and shared his lunch of beans and rice but the extreme heat made me change plans and have him come over instead.We spent the morning...
a dream come true
Sapna, a real dream come true..She come to us almost five years ago and f you drop by this page, this is part of what you will read:She is four, has delayed milestones, as she cannot walk or talk. She came to us about two months ago. Listening to her story left us all...
four point five and dropping…
Four point five and dropping. This is no winter temperature chart but little Anil's weight.He underwent close heart surgery for the placement of a pulmonary artery (PA) Band till more surgery could be done when he was older and stronger.Anil is 15 months old and his...
a senseless death – he was twenty one
Was it only a year ago that I wrote about my worst fears in a post I entitled plastic fantastic lover. I have been watching in helpless horror the gleaming bikes and big cars that landed in the darkest lanes of the slums around us, courtesy a pyramid sales company...
To be a girl…
Modigliani could have painted her. Were she a few inches taller she could have walked the ramp. But little Mahajabi's mom was born in a poor Muslim family in India a land where little girls are not welcome, a land where they are often done away with, a land where they...
a note of gratitude
I met Mallika on the net a year or so ago. It was a time when we were desperate for funds and I use to knock at every id or site in the hope of getting some help. A common net friend connected us and as luck would have it she came to Delhi and we met.The next day she...
a precious heart
Her name means beautiful and Mahajavi is undoubtedly beautiful. She is just under one. She was born with a hole in her heart that needs fixing.The youngest of 5 kids - though her mom looks like a kid herself - she has a right to live a full life but cannot unless her...
more project stats
A few posts back we shared some of our achievements with a sense of pride. Today I was given another set of statistics and once again one felt elated.My mind travelled back almost 10 years when project why began, or rather when the organisation was set up. To me it...
holding on to dreams
Last week two men came to help us with some work at home. Like many others who eek their living on a day-to-day basis they were picked up from the chowk or road side where they sit from the early hours of the morning in the hope that someone would come by and give...
the orphan and the one eyed child
I had heard the story of the the one-eyed child who lived in a small village and was the butt of cruel jokes and a sad laughing stock. His mother climbed a rocky hill on her knees to reach a shrine where it was said miracles happened. Sometime later her child lost his...
gift unwrapped
Some of you may remember the very special gift I had sought this year for my b'day. Yesterday was unwrapping time as team project why gathered for a day long workshop and everyone read their essays ( for want of a better word). I must confess that I was really...