ANOU’S BLOG
remembering kamala
Girl’s education is accepted as a fait accompli in our day and age. However this was not so when my mother was young. Today on her 16th death anniversary I remember with fondness the way she told me about her early school days in Meerut in the early 1920s.“When...
excuse me saying this….
Excuse me saying this, but why don't you sell this house.. imagine how many heart surgeries it would sponsor..This is what a project why supporter and now friend said when he dropped on a Sunday to finally put a face to something he had till date known through the...
my very special begging bowl
This morning I began the mail I sent to many friends and supporters with the words: here I am, begging bowl in hand.. and many answered with the words: please do not use phrases like begging bowl..Most of the mails I write when I seek help are instinctive.. true that...
which one did he hear..
Just when you sit back and think that you have done your bit, and maybe can take a break , someone decides otherwise and a tiny broken heart lands softly on your planet. One look at the trusting eyes and innocent face and your mind is already racing.Deepak is 7 months...
no bananas for my mommy…
I lived a rare moment today.. one that I cannot truly describe as it was a kaleidoscope of emotions and feelings..A late call yesterday night asked me to come and meet utpal's mom who was in hospital with multiple problems.. they also asked me to bring utpal along.....
they did it again
It has almost become a habit and we blase about it..The class X results were out and all the kids passed with a few compartments, mostly students who had joined us recently or were very weak when they came to us, some even failures..At a time where reservation is...
not to the manor born
In my quest for a future for Utpal there have been many lessons that have come my way. The overwhelming support for this child, the kind words of people from far away lands have crated a network of friends till date unknown.Many have also pledged their support to...
a potato chip and a prayer
Wonder what a mundane potato chip and a prayer to God have in common..Yesterday I had a fall as the old knee gave in resulting in a badly bruised ankle.. An ice pack and bandage later I hobbled to where Utpal was playing.. he stopped and looked at me with a quizzical...
pass fail ka khel
Once again the dreaded happened: two young children of india took their lives away in the land capital city because they failed their Boards examinations.This has been happening with obsessive regularity and yet no one had don anything to put an end to this..Wonder...
a mom of substance
Ram Pyari, Nanhe's mom had told us that she was off to the village for a few days with Nanhe. We thought nothing of it, though we wondered why she had chosen the hottest month to do so..Yesterday we were taken aback when she came back and told us that actually she had...
even if the road is a long one
The children in this picture belong to our okhla primary centre.. and if one were to believe all the pro quota politicos, they are the supposed beneficiaries of the reservation policy. Most of them are dalits and OBCs.. what is noteworthy is that all their pwhy...
summer of 06
The summer of 2006 will go down as one of disturbed and angry students, greedy politicians, brutal policemen and bewildered citizens..All is not well on planet India.. the hydra headed monster of reservation has resurrected for reasons that only God or a few...