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Celebrating Independence Day #GivingTuesday #India

Celebrating Independence Day #GivingTuesday #India

  Project Why children celebrated Independence Day! There was the flag hoisting in all centres, the regulatory speeches, the patriotic songs and of course a lot of Bollywood dancing. The children enjoyed themselves and the celebrations ended with the ubiquitous...

Ribbons in her hair #GivingTuesday #India

Ribbons in her hair #GivingTuesday #India

  Kid Speak is cute. There have been TV shows like “Kids Say the Darndest Things’” or books like “Children's Letters to God” that always delight us and warm our hearts.  But the kind of Kid Speak we share today is the one that puts a lump in your throat and...

To do or die #GivingTuesday #India

To do or die #GivingTuesday #India

This week's blog has to be written in first person as it symbolises the very spirit of Project Why. For the past weeks as we set out to 'makeover' Project Why to make it presentable to a wider audience I have been asked the question about whether we want to increase...

Good touch Bad touch #GivingTuesday #India #children

Good touch Bad touch #GivingTuesday #India #children

Statistics show that over 8000 children get raped in India every year. Wonder how many get sexually abused and yet the state is unwilling to include sex education in schools. Perhaps it is because it is thought that this would not make a difference. An incident...

She begged so that children could eat

She begged so that children could eat

              I fist heard of Sindhutai many years ago when I was researching 'good news' stories for a friend. Her story was a true inspiration more so when I felt reluctant to 'ask' for money. I wrote about her way back in 2011 and...

She is back #GivingTuesday

She is back #GivingTuesday

She was barely 5 when she first joined the special section. It must have been in 2004. She could barely walk or talk. She was like a tiny frightened bird that needed to be tamed. As days went by and we got to know her better the smiles came hesitant at first then...