ANOU’S BLOG
proverbial carper
I have been holding to my 'pen' for the last few days for fear of being branded the proverbial carper. But doing so longer would be going against my own grain.For the past few days or more we have been subjected to a string of national news headlines about celebrities...
renal malfunction in a venal world
It is amazing how the micro and the macro level of every occurrence appear almost simultaneously.In a recent blog, I had recounted the trials and tribulations of our very own Nanhe's mom who had been told by some hassled medico to go get a kidney if she wanted to save...
The writing on the wall
A candlelight vigil was held last night for the Nithari children.It was held at the same place where just a few months back the tout delhi was present in force, led by the urban middle class and the youth fuelled by images of Rang de Basanti, to fight for justice for...
corporator for a day
Bharti Dhondge is a name that rings no bells and yet she will go down in history as the woman who became corporator for a day in the Municipal Corporation of Bombay! It took this woman five years to fight and win a legal battle whereby she challenged the validity of...
missing children- just statistics
On April 13 the 2003, little Rohan and Puja never went back home. They had gone to the nearby temple as they did every evening. That day some predator was lurking with his diabolical agenda.Two days later their bodies were found in the sluice gate of the okhla...
golu and his sweaters- a mom’s recipe to beat the winter chill
The mercury has dipped to 2 degrees and delhi is freezing. But our kids turned up as usual in the morning chill.As they filed into the room, we were a little baffled to see little Golu who seemed to have difficulties walking and waddled through arms stretched at an...
where broken hearts get fixed
Little anisha will have her heart fixed. Hers is the 10th broken heart that has come our way for fixing! Each with its own story, each with the hopes and prayers of the ones that gave it life. Each came from across the invisible barriers that divide our society with...
whoops of pure joy
Who said that some things have to be learnt to be experienced? Who said you had to be born on the right side of the fence to experience certain moments? Who said you had to be normal to know the how and when of appropriate behaviour?Certain things just happen...
a one rupee fix
I have been worried about the proliferation of what I call the pouch invasion in urban slums. We decided to do a survey and maybe try and initiate a campaign to raise awreness on the matter.We been busy collecting pouches to and one of the stops was Nanhe's mom's cart...
amrika se ayega..
Our battle to make nanhe's mom see sense is taking on disturbing dimensions. In order to ensure that little nanhe is well taken care of and in the face of our total failure in making the desperate mom see sense we decided to play the game and follow her search for...
The times they are changing.
Two Dylan songs struck a chord in me when I was a young and someone remained with me all through they years well into my old age. That was way back in the early sixties.The Nithari tragedy brought them back as it seemed as if they had been written yesterday:How many...
soup spoons and fish knives
A recent news item about the introduction of savoir-faire classes caught my attention. Apparently B schools like IIMs now have classes to ensure that you don't attack the custard with a soup spoon!True that the world is shrinking with host of new opportunities for...