A child is God’s opinion that the world should go on
A child is God's opinion that the world should go on wrote Carl Sandburg. The highlight of my day is the few minutes we Skype with Agastya my grandson and the days we don't are not 'nice'! We have been Skyping since the day he was born when just seeing him sleeping in...
Medical Insurance…. who for?
Recently a staff member's parents fell ill. This staff member has been with me for many years and over these years she and her family have moved up the social ladder slowly but steadily and are now what one would call a lower middle class family. They still live in...
It’s your fault
Kalki Koechlin's video as gone viral! The purpose of this clip is a response to the jaded and sated explanation given after every rape: "Every sexual assault case in India inspires a string of stupid and hateful remarks against women. This is our response to those...
Soar confidently in her own sky, whatever that may be.
She was born on October 1st, 1981! From the instant I held her in my arms and looked at a puckered face, I knew she was special. It was visceral and instinctive. I did not know what life had in store for us, but I knew that she was a soul sent to this world to change...
How many buckets in my ‘list’?
Ranjan's cancer, let us call it by its name as I always feel that is the best way to put things in the right perspective, has had a bitter sweet side effect: time to make our bucket list(s). I must admit that I had often thought of bucket lists and even written about...
A matter of honour
There are many definitions to the word honour: high respect; great esteem; the quality of knowing and doing what is morally right and so on. The juxtaposition of the words honour and killing is an aberration as to my mind, there is no honour in killing...
Honestly.. I am aghast
Today one of the front page headline in a leading newspaper is: Rivals allege ‘dirty tricks’ as Delhi Gymkhana polls turn ugly. I am aghast and perturbed. In our country as vast as ours with manifold issues that need urgent solutions, the elections of a la-di-da...
B & B
B and B. In this case it is not Bold and Beautiful or Button and Bows. I am talking of Beating and Bullying: two ills found in most schools in India and accepted as a norm rather than an exception. Beating is also the norm in many homes, particularly in the...
Back to square one
This is my darling Popples! And this is the way I would always like to see him: happy and safe! This is also what I had endeavoured to achieve from the first time I saw him scalded and in pain. That was when, I looked into his beautiful eyes and I pledged to myself in...
Time out!
The past few days, weeks, months and year have been difficult, stressing and very trying. One year to figure out what was making my husband wane in front of my eyes, and the last 2 months or so dealing with an unwanted guest who has surreptitiously taken my life over,...
Mamaji
Here is a picture of the fab four that are running project why at present. You may recognise the three musketeers standing, but the fourth, sitting on a chair is someone I have not talked about much. And yet he has been keeping the project afloat and cruising since...
Running with the wolves
In the latest issue of a popular weekly is an article about gang rape. I waited patiently for the said article to come on line before writing this post. I urge you to read this article as it differentiates between a gang rape and rape by a lone individual. The boys...
Chapeau Bas
There are many side effects to my husband's cancer and chemotherapy. I am not talking of the medical ones listed on every site possible. I am talking about the good side effects, those that are unique to each case of Mr Hodgkin and his ilk. These are the unexpected...
I chose not to place ‘dis’ in my ability
Who said they could not do it. I am talking about my very special kids and their exceptional teachers. This is how the story goes: Shamika the leader of the crew came to me one morning asking for 2000 rupees to paint her class. Need to be noted that her class is a...
Can we afford not to
For the first time in our life, we are sure we have enough to eat. So instead of spending 15 hours a day trying to find money to buy roti and salt, we have started a cooperative and are running a dairy. These are the words that end an incisive and eye opening...
The panic button
How many of us who were outraged by the Delhi rape case a few months ago remember all the knee jerk promises 'promised' by a somewhat panicked Government. There was of course the new law and fast track courts. Need I remind you that the said case is still in...
God Men
I have always despised self professed God Men who play on emotions of gullible people who then follow them blindly. The latest case against one such self styled God Man is a shocker in every which way possible. A young girl, a minor, has alleged that she was molested...
Pro India
The food bill has been passed! Who could have stalled or voted against a bill for the poor! No political party that aspires to win the upcoming elections. So there was a sort of a debate and sort of assurances and then the bill was passed! I wish bills for women or...
What is wrong with us
What is wrong with us, as a nation, as individuals, as a society? Everything I think. Yesterday's brutal gang rape in Mumbai has such a sad and pathetic sense of deja vu! Nine months or so ago a 'nation' was 'enraged' at another brutal rape, the Delhi one. And excuse...
Can’t read, Can’t write, Can’t count
Can't read, Can't write, Can't count. The Empty promise of Primary Education in India is the topic selected by a leading weekly to mark the 66th Independence Day of India. Haven't read all of it yet as I want to do so slowly and with responsibility but I am grateful...
I Day with my kids
I almost did not go! The sky was laden with dark grey clouds threatening to rain and if I were to catch a sniffle it would spell disaster as Ranjan's immune system is close to nought with the darned chemo. But then even though large drops started falling I decided to...
Happy Independence Day
August 15th is Independence Day. It is also my Pa's birthday. It is also the day my Mama was freed from the pledge she had taken of not getting married before India became independent. All said and done it was probably the day I became a possibility. My parents were...
We have come a long way you and I
About a decade stand between these two pictures. What is intact is the smile. Popples must have been 2 when we shot the first picture and I a half centurion. Popples has grown and I have a lot more white hair and my ugly mole! This was circa 2003. I wish this blog was...
The good, the bad, the ugly
There have been a few times when I have wanted to shut project why because of incidents that defeat the purpose of my entire life mission. Thank God these have been far and few but each time, they hurt and hurt and want to make you scream in despair. I really had...
The way ahead
Ok its official: Planet Why as envisaged for over 5 years now has been finally laid to rest. This is after many false starts as I guess I was not ready to accept failure - for want of a better word. Many posts are witness to this. I wrote many requiems to Planet Why....
a meeting to remember
Today's staff meeting was a watershed in the history of project why. It was a meeting I had delayed for long as in some ways I knew it would change things forever, at least for me. It something to think about a situation and its possible aftermath and keep your...
Sharing a bench with your child
I am reading An Uncertain Glory by Amartya Sen and Jean Dreze. I first read some excerpts in a magazine. The fact that these eminent authors said what I have been clamouring for years was somewhat comforting. I am stilling reading the book as it is not an easy read...
760 million young and restless
A pertinent article on the state of our Youth appeared in a magazine this week. The article entitled Youth Bulge, Youth Bilge draws an almost apocalyptic image of the 706 million of youth we love quoting to one and all as our greatest force. But as the author says in...
How our brethren live
An article appeared in a leading magazine this week. I am sure many have or will be reading it at some point of time, if not at home, then while waiting for your turn at the doctor's or dentist, while travelling in a plane or maybe at your beauty parlour. The article...
Project Why in the time of Cancer
Am borrowing a modified version of Gabriel Garcia Marquez's book for the title of this post. My world has been turned topsy turvy by a word it took me a nano second to read, a word preceded by a question mark at the end of a text in a incomprehensible medical...
upward mobility
I have been working in the same slum(s) for over a decade now. In some more than a decade! I have seen the slow yet significant changes in the families I work with and of course in the environment. The story of upward mobility is not quite as we would imagine it to be...
You need a holiday!
I do not know how many times Xavier, my greatest supporter and friend has told me to take a 'few' days off. This advice often came after the many times I complained of being tired, fed up, annoyed, and close to giving up. I never heeded his advice and for the past 13...
The honest officer
Almost 40 years ago, as a result one one of my mother's legendary 'if your brother was alive' I sat for the (ill)famed IAS exam and got through. I then decided not to join the services. That was the pact made with mama. There were many reasons for my not wanting to...
you take my breath away
Apologies for a post that is going to be personal and maybe a tad mushy! But in my defence it is probably the first one of its kind. As some of you may know, my husband was diagnosed with Hodgkin's disease, a cancer of the lymph nodes. This after a year of his being...
This is where our money goes
I normally never put up large sized pictures on my blog but my pathetic photo talent makes me do so in this one so that you get the picture. The road you see is in front of the DDA market close to our house (Guru Nanak Market) and was tarred beautifully less than a...
chop onions chop heads
To say that we as a nation are insensitive is as sad as it is true. The latest example of this is an ad placed by the Delhi police to raise funds for its youth training campaign. The bye line used : “Help him learn how to chop an onion. Before someone teaches him how...
Who will bell the cat
The midday meal programme could have been a boon for India's children just as ICDS should have been. But Alas, though the programme was conceived impeccably the implementation and the monitoring was left in the itchy hands of the corrupt or as maybe, and apologies if...
Five rupees joke
One thought one heard it all with the prayers to God to stop rains so that our traffic moves smoothly on Delhi pothole filled roads or that demure dressing protects you form rape (I wonder which diaper the babies that have been raped should have worn!) when a new...