ANOU’S BLOG
a long night for deepak
If little deepak lives today it is because a bunch of doctors fought for him as if he was one of their own when his heart stopped beating, and brought him back to life. They did not have to do it: he was not their son, they were not going to earn a huge amount of...
68/86… and 103 the arithmetic of coping
For the past few days strange things have been happening in an otherwise orderly environement.. an intricate and baffling interplay of movements, numbers, words and occurences. At moments the entire scenario becomes extremely puzzling..What just moments ago was a...
after ‘why’, ‘what’ ?
After why, what - that is the question.. almost a Shakespearian one..Six years down the line we have successfully proved that with a little effort and local resources, drop out rates can be contained and children can pass their Boards. True that we have some students...
well done garima
I cannot but remember the days in May 2000, when I use to sit at a door step in Giri Nagar, and hordes of parents use do come with a single plea:"English bolana sikhado" - teach them to speak in English-How intuitive and right these poor illiterate parents were: last...
he looked at the sky…
When the aviator missed his Little Prince in St Exupery's beautiful fable, he looked at the sky searching for a star... when he missed his laugh he thought of bells ringing..Two weeks from now little mr p will walk out of my door to a new life in his new school.. and...
smile hanuman
kids are quite amazing.. mr p wore his Hanuman mask and had us in peals of laughter as we kept telling him to smile and he kept obliging under his mask not realising that no one could see his face..we finally did tell him to remove it and the dazzling smile was...
in my Inbox
This morning as I entered my office the light on my cellphone was flashing indicating a message in my inbox. I rarely use this facility and normally what awaits me on the screen is some promo or the other. I opened the message - not a promo this time - and read the...
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.....