ANOU’S BLOG

Industries in which very heavy types of raw material are used are known as heavy industry. This is not a joke! This is the definition of heavy industry as it appears in the class VIII book of the Punjab School Education Board. God help the children of India as this is...

Baby Falak is no more. She died late last night of a cardiac arrest. Her story is heart wrenching. She fought for two long months in the hope that we could and would hear the silent cries of the countless abused children of India. She fought relentlessly to give a...

A young mother got gang raped by seven men on her way back from work late at night. She was traveling back in a cab with her younger brother when her cab was stopped and she was pulled out, forced into another car, taken to a flat, raped repeatedly and then 'dropped'...

It has been a long time since I have written about project why! I guess it is a case of the proverbial 'no news is good news'. However I think it is time I shared the comings and goings of pwhy with everyone who has made this incredible journey a reality. So where...

A friend sent me a link to an article. It is entitled: barefoot - the other side of life! Do read it. It brings to light many of the issues I have ranted about time and again. Two friends both Indians, both from swanky US universities decided to come home and do...

Today is Shivratri. Millions of devotees will pour millions of gallons of milk on Shiv Lingas across the country. I have always found the ritual of pouring milk over stone deities deplorable particularly in a land where millions go to bed hungry every night and...

This picture was sent to me this morning. Look at it well. The picture was taken in a Government run school in, hold your breath: Delhi! You may recall the fact many schools are bereft of desks. This school is not. But the desks provided to the little ones are too big...

Strange but gender bias has hit me hard. Perhaps it was because of a recent invitation urging women to 'look pretty'. I must confess it did bring the point home. I was in combat mode. The anger had barely subsided when another aberration was heard on the news. Women...

All ladies to look pretty were the words inscribed on the bottom of an invitation to dinner next to the usual 'dress code'. Needless to say it made me see red. The invite in question was from highly respectable, well educated etc people. To many it may seem innocuous....

Valentine Day has never meant much to me. I have not been one to be swayed by hearts and red roses. I have fond memories of making cards for my father as a little girl but that is where it ended.  The rank commercialisation of the event has led me to shun it and...

We heard some terrible news. Meher's father is on his death bed. Too many years of drinking hooch have had their toll on him. He is in his village and everyone has given up hope. He wants to see Meher one last time and in a few hours Meher will make the journey to bid...