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how can they bloom

how can they bloom

A leading TV channel and a mega multinational have launched a campaign called 'support my school'. Do click on this link and you are greeted by titles such as girls dropping out of school because of lack of toilets or too many students all else to little. Click on the...

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from vedic maths to table manners

from vedic maths to table manners

It was PTM day last Thursday! This was a an open house working PTM, a little different from the customary ones. This time we were all shepherded to a classroom where the Principal, we were told, would address us. We were given a paper to read, one that listed the...

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the danger of being good

the danger of being good

The danger of being good is the cover story of a leading weekly. Do read it. It is scary. Yet it paints a dark and accurate picture of present day India where to be good is not to be foolish but foolhardy. And yet some chose to do so no matter what. The article...

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my never fail feelgood shot

my never fail feelgood shot

Yesterday I had an extra dose of my never fail feelgood shot. You guessed right: a trip to meet Utpal and his pals at the boarding school. Sunday was the scheduled PTM day but a phone call on Friday informed us that the PTM had been postponed to the 24th. It would not...

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an appeal for help

an appeal for help

Dear Friends of Project Why It has been a long time since I have written. I guess I fell into the lure of comfort zones and believed that all was well and that we had finally reached a stage where pwhy was safe and on course. Mea Culpa! I can just add in my defence...

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anjali – on cloud nine

anjali – on cloud nine

When I first conceived of planet why in my mind, it was to give our special children a credible future and a dignified life. True I wanted them to have a home but I also wanted them to be gainfully employed and thus live a life to its fullest. Hence the idea of a...

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When R came visiting

The phone rang and an unknown number sprung on the screen. I am normally wary of unknown numbers but did answer the incoming call. A warm Good morning Maa'm greeted me with a quickly added don't you recognise me? The voice did seem vaguely familiar but I could not...

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which way to go

which way to go

It has happened again though after a long time. We are short of funds and do not quite know how we will make payments next month. You may wonder why this has occurred. I guess we just allowed ourselves to sink into one of those dreaded comfort zones and did not see...

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dare to dream

dare to dream

I have been wanting to write my take on corruption for quite some time now but did not quite know how to. The last weeks/months have been replete with scams and more scams and the corruption figures are mind boggling. I believe that an estimated 63 lakh crores of...

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the birth of a girl

the birth of a girl

A little girl was born yesterday in a big hospital in Delhi. It should be a moment of celebration and joy but the news filled me with extreme sadness as I shuddered at what life held in store for this new child of the God of Lesser beings. Here is why.She is the...

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I hear, I see, I care

I hear, I see, I care

Altogether your investment of yourself into the project is getting to be a magnificent obsession which is very commendable but deserves caution. So what is it I wonder that so relentlessly drives you. I am trying to understand were the words written by someone I...

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the wind goes travelling

The children of our Okhla centre proudly present: The wind goes travelling, an original play in English written and performed by the children and directed by their teacher Smita. These children are all primary students wo began learning English barely a year ago! The...

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happy R day

happy R day

It is Republic day and all across the country there are celebrations. The project why children celebrated R Day yesterday at Okhla and the women centre. At both places I had the privilege of being the one to hoist the flag. When I accepted I did not know how...

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2011 – a watershed year for planet why

2011 – a watershed year for planet why

A recent mail from of our staunchest supporters suggested gently that one should consider 2011 as a watershed year for planet why. Give it our all but accept to let it go by the end of the year of nothing happens. A bit fatalistic I must admit. But then am I not the...

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i love you…maam’ji

i love you…maam’ji

The God of Lesser Beings operates in strange and mysterious ways. I must confess, a little sheepishly, that ever since Manu's demise many of my beliefs have been shaken and I have been feeling somewhat dejected. The task ahead looks daunting and my steps feel a little...

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a farewell to Manu

a farewell to Manu

Yesterday was the thirteenth day after Manu's demise. This is the day of the final send off, according to Hindu rites. I presume his family must have done the needful, but his project why family did it their way. A little table was set in a corner of the special...

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new teacher on the block

new teacher on the block

Utpal spent his winter break in a novel way. True he had his fill of screeching battery operated cars and spins on his new gleaming scooter, but his morning were spent at project why where he patiently taught the tiny ones. As son as we reached the project he headed...

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all grown up

all grown up

I remember the days when Popples use to cry his heart out when it was time to leave for school after any break. His wails use to wrench my heart and bring tears in my eyes too. Popples left yesterday afternoon. No wails, no sobs, not even a whimper. He waived us a...

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Give him his dinner

Give him his dinner

Yesterday Auntyji, the housemother of our foster care called out to Champa and said: Give Manu his dinner! You see it was Champa's duty each evening to serve Manu's plate and hand it to him. Auntyji realised her slip as everyone looked at her dumbfounded. It took some...

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Harriet’s Album – let’s build the Hope Hotel

Harriet’s Album – let’s build the Hope Hotel

Harriet's AlbumOnce upon a time not so long ago, a young girl came to project why with her mom and dad. Her name was Harriet. She spent five days with the special children and made many friends. In those tiny five days Harriet looked with her heart and saw beyond what...

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A very gentle  death

A very gentle death

Manu left yesterday. He left quietly, without any fuss. I remember how worried we all had been in 2009 when he had fallen terribly sick and we all thought he would not survive. But he did, beating all odds to treat us for a few more months to his smile and his...

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Manu a saintly soul pure as snow

Manu a saintly soul pure as snow

19** - 2011Manu left us this afternoon. I am devastated. It is as if a part of me has gone with him. I will never be whole again. Never will my mornings be the same as from tomorrow onwards the one who never failed to grant me as smile, even if he was in the worst of...

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Thank you project why

Thank you project why

I found your blog and Project Why site and it is amazing.! Your words are truly an inspiration and your projects! When i needed some insight, your beautiful face and children's pictures popped up on my computer along, with your compelling, clear message. THANK YOU!!...

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mom’s box

mom’s box

Popples is back home for his winter break. Home now is Maam'ji house as per the order of the officious looking children's court. His mom has disappeared without leaving an address.Yesterday Popples insisted he wanted to go to the women centre that had been another...

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2011… time to push dreams to become reality

2011… time to push dreams to become reality

I sat wondering for a long time what my new year blog would be about. A new year is time for resolutions and resolves, many of which are never kept! For us 2011 is a watershed year as we are poised for the final straight line towards our sustainability. It is a do or...

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Looking back at 2010

Looking back at 2010

2010 is coming to a close. It is time to cast a last glance at the year gone by, to assess its highs and lows, to reflect upon achievements and failures and ponder about resolutions that need to be made.When I look back at 2010 the one feeling that comes to mind is...

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To yourself, respect

To yourself, respect

It is Xmas, a time for gifts and wishes. Once again I am reminded of the words of Oren Arnold who proffers a list of Christmas gift suggestions: “To your enemy, forgiveness. To an opponent, tolerance. To a friend, your heart. To all, charity. To every child, a good...

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a hole for a home

a hole for a home

Yesterday I was interviewed for a web journal. After the set of regular questions about work and self, the journo asked me what I felt the State should do to address the habitat for the poor issue. Build decent homes in every part of the city as slum dwellers were the...

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the death of an aunt

My aunt passed away yesterday. She was 90. I had lost touch with her for many years though she lived a stone's throw away. A few days back I had been informed of her ailing health but somehow never found the time or inclination to make the short trip and see her, even...

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part time parents

part time parents

This is a morning shift class of the primary boys at our Govindpuri Centre. Yet if you look carefully at the picture you will see a little girl sitting at the back. She is Neha, Amit's little sister and Amit is her morning caretaker. You see both parents work and...

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my feelgood shot

my feelgood shot

Yesterday was my feelgood shot day. Yes you guessed right, it was PTM day at the boarding school! And yesterday more than ever I need my shot of hope, optimism and faith. So imagine my stress when the car was delayed and we has a late start. But the traffic was...

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Any belief worth having must survive doubt

Any belief worth having must survive doubt

Doubt is uncomfortable, certainty is ridiculous.” wrote Voltaire. For the past week or more my pen has been silent, the words frozen in a tired mind. I guess this happened after the 3 D pictures of planet why landed way, bringing a strange inevitability to what had...

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letter to a father

Dear PapaYou left us 18 years ago today. Since that day I have missed you every single day, sometimes days more than others, but not a single day has passed without feeling your presence, be it just the smile I give your lovely picture every morning when I sit down to...

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Rarely is love instant

Rarely is love instant

Rarely is love instant and yet once in a blessed while it is. For the last month we have been touched by a very special kind of magic conjured by two lovely souls called Alan and Em! Alan & Em have been volunteering at pwhy for the past one month and for the past...

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For sixty years

A young couple belonging to uber rich families will tie the knot later this month in our city. Bollywood stars will attend the wedding and perform. The tag for this filmy nuptials is 25 crores or 250 million rupees. That is 5 planet whys or what is needed to run...

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an apologia for a dream

an apologia for a dream

The 3 D images of planet why truly gave substance to a long time dream and brought in a new set of apprehensions and nerves. What till now was a sedate yearning tucked away in the recesses of one's mind suddenly sprung to life. Dreams were becoming reality and it was...

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now put the foundations under them

now put the foundations under them

Yesterday evening, our architect delivered the first 3 D representation of planet why! I must admit that I was floored. Over the past 3 years I had conjured many images of planet why. At that time it had been a piece of barren land that held unimaginable promises. I...

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ersatz education

ersatz education

The Right to Education Act should have guaranteed free and equitable education to all the children in India. Alas that is not the case and the sad part is that most of us are unaware of the surreptitious games being played by those in power. An article that appeared...

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