by anouradha bakshi | Dec 19, 2025 | Anou's Blog
Over the last 25 years we have been able to answer all the why’s that came our way, even the most disturbing ones. But today we stand helpless as Delhi chokes on the most toxic air imaginable. Readings have gone beyond the fathomable, breaking the 500 mark and even going to 1000. Let me remind you, readings should be under 50!
This not the first time this has happened. Over the past two decades or so we have seen pollution rising to alarming numbers. Every year the ruling dispensation goes into crisis management and comes up with a series of measures some more ludicrous than the other with a new one added this year: banning tandoors! When the air quality improves they simply slink back into their comfort zone. They never seem to want to address the situation in the long term,
Come October or November when the pollution strikes the ruling party decrees a series of short time measures: sprinkling water on the roads, banning construction activities, banning cars from outside Delhi and of course closing schools! As always it is the children who get hit first., Online classes are not the solution. Those who come up with such ad hoc solutions do not realise the reality on the ground. Younger children cannot study online on their own and working mothers have to take leave to enable the children to do so. And if you do not have household help, what do you do with your child. But who cares.
Children from privileged homes have staff to take care of them and air purifiers in their rooms, but what about the underprivileged ones? If the school closes they roam about the streets breathing more toxic air. There could be a simpler solution: make it mandatory for schools to have air purifiers in the classroom. But who is listening? (I just heard that the State Education Minister has said in a Press Conference today that air purifiers will be installed in 10000 classrooms across Delhi. Let us see when it happens!)
Construction causes pollution they say! Look around you there is construction everywhere with old houses being knocked down and bigger ones coming up as rules are relaxed to please the construction lobbies. Who will the bell the cat? And what about the labour who loose their livelihood when ad hoc bans on construction are decreed.
It is also believed that cars cause pollution. The car lobby is powerful and with the advent of easy loans everyone is buying a car or a bike. Look around you there are no more cycles on the road. In richer homes they are several cars, one for each member of the family. I know of people who go the same wedding from the same house in several cars. And recently I learnt that some even have cars for their dogs.In Singapore buying a second car comes at a price with stringent rules and makes people think hard before they decide to purchase a second car as taxes and insurance are very high.
Car pooling is almost anathema to the privileged and taking public transport is unheard of! People who happily jump into metros or buses while holidaying abroad would never do so when they are back home and yet this is a solution to the pollution we are always complaining about. So to resolve pollution we need to change mindsets and that in my humble opinion is quasi impossible though it is time to give it some serious thought.
I was a tad amused when an eminent doctor stated that one should simply move out of Delhi! The rich may do so but what about he poor. I know many families have relocated because they can do so. People are rushing to hill stations which are getting overcrowded and not only that but the AQI of a place like Dehra Dun that was once unpolluted is now above 300!
Our city does not have a proper garbage disposal and recycling programme. In parts of Delhi mountains of smouldering garbage release toxic fumes 24/7. I shudder to think about the state of the children’s tiny lungs in those areas. As citizens we are not even able to segregate garbage and dispose of it in a responsible manner.
Potholes abound and roads are cleaned with broom sticks with more dust rising in the air. What about mechanised cleaning of roads.That would be an option.
It was sad to see that though the Parliament spent over 10 hours discussing Vande Mataram, it could not find the time to discuss pollution as the opposition created a ruckus and Parliament was adjourned. Pollution was not important enough to be addressed by those we elect to represent us in Parliament.
Help me breathe say the children of Delhi but their plea goes unheard. What is even more disturbing is a senior politician saying that pollution does not result in lung disease and even death and if that was not enough another added that the WHO numbers do not apply to us. I guess for him we belong to another planet and have steel lungs. It is believed that breathing in Delhi today is like smoking a pack of cigarettes. Imagine what that does to the minuscule lungs of a new born.
Unless we all, government and citizens, are willing to address the elephant in the room and catch the bull by its horns nothing will change. We all will be breathing toxic air and complaining come winter 2026.
As I said in the beginning, we are faced with a why we are unable to answer. We are totally helpless and can just watch our children struggling to breathe as we cannot help them reclaim their right to breathe.
by anouradha bakshi | Nov 14, 2024 | Anou's Blog
It is children’s day today but actually every day is children’s day at Project Why! In all centres children are busy celebrating with games and competitions. 10 children from every centre have been invited to lunch by Azure hospitality at their famous Dhaba restaurant and you can imagine how excited the chosen few are.
As always, the onset of winter has got the pollution levels rise to unimaginable levels and Delhi is a real gas chamber. You can barely breathe. The privileged can shut themselves in their homes with air purifiers running 24/7. But the poor have no such luxury. They just continue surviving as they always do with a smile. My heart goes out to them.
With all my health issues, I have not option but to remain indoors.
This forced incarceration has a silver lining I guess as I decided to write a blog after many moons. My once prolific creative juices ran dry for years and in spite of many attempts I have not been able to resume my ‘one blog a day’ routine of yore years, But somehow I have the feeling that time has come to at least try and bring back the lost practice.
So much as happened since the terrible day in 2020 when I got diagnosed with multiple myeloma, a death sentence of sort as this cancer it is said is not curable. But here I am 4 years later ready to take on what life still has in store for me.
One of the let us say ‘elephant in the room’ is undoubtedly what happens to Project Why after me. A succession plan has to be put in place and that is what we have been busy with lately. Project Why 3.0, the one without Anou, is being conceived, albeit gently.
The true successors of Project Why can only be those who have been associated with it since its inception. New roles are being defined and a transition plan set in place. It is felt by one and all that I should still be the one to see the transition through. I am honoured and humbled by this decision and will find the strength to abide by it in spite of my advanced age.
The levels of anxiety and even fear are high but they are accompanied by dollops of excitement and enthusiasm. The next weeks and even months are not going to be easy as getting out of comfort zones is a challenge. The new leaders will have to work hard to be accepted by the team but they are willing to accept the challenge. I am confident that they will be able to succeed though there will be hiccups along the way.
So challenging and exhilarating days await us at Project Why but this all behind the scenes. On stage Project Why will continue its mission of creating spaces for children to be children!
Happy Children’s Day!
by anouradha bakshi | Feb 3, 2024 | Anou's Blog
Many years ago I added a tag line to my email signature. It was : “I am busy being grateful”. This was because of the miracles big and small that came my way as Project Why and I embarked on am incredible journey that is still enfolding. The tag line sat quietly on my screen as we travelled on.
Last week I was reminded of these words written so long ago and realised that subconsciously they had remained as new and pertinent as when I first wrote them. Project Why could not be without the deep gratitude I felt at every instant.
So who am I grateful to? First and foremost to all those who have reached out and helped me, from the big donors who reach out and adopt a centre to the tiniest donation of a child’s pocket money to help the surgery of another child.
This year I feel blessed as we welcome all our major donors.
Last week Mr Trivedi and his daughter Shelly and son-in-law Andres celebrated Republic Day with us at the Yamuna centre. The Trivedi Family Foundation sponsors our Yamuna and Khader centres. Thanks to their generous support we are able to help over 400 children dream big! My heartfelt gratitude to this wonderful and compassionate family.
In February we welcome Adish and Asha Jain of the Asha and Adish Jain Foundation. They sponsor the Okhla centre; another 350 children. And that is not all. Adish Jain has committed to support Okhla as long as it exists. How can I not be eternally grateful.
And there is more. In February we welcome Kiran Frey and Pradeep Sethi and their daughter Nina from Chess without Borders. Thanks to them Meher who had suffered terrible burn injuries when only a few months old underwent restorative plastic surgery to enable her to get back the use of her hands and then went to boarding school to complete her education. Today she is preparing for entrance to medical school. More gratitude.
In March we await the visit of Hans Emde and his family from Project Why Germany. They have supported our work for more than a decade now. We are deeply grateful again. Few months ago we had the visit of Xavier Ray from Enfances Indiennes who have been with us for more than two decades and stood by us unwaveringly. Chapeau Bas!
We feel blessed that all our main funders visited or are visiting us this year.
My gratitude also goes to a very special being that I call the God of Small Beings. She/he has walked with me every step of this journey and never left my side. It is she who has ensured that we do not falter or miss a step and always guided us in the right direction. It is also this very special God who has woven one miracle after the other. I would like to share one.
In February 2003 a toddler fell into a boiling pan and sustained third degree burns. He would then go and to lose his dysfunctional family and be left all alone. It is this very special God who crafter a future for him. Little Utpal was healed, went on to complete his school and then college and is now in Mumbai living his dream: making serials.
This is only one of the many Project Why miracles.
So you now understand why I AM BUSY BEING GRATEFUL!
I feel blessed.
by anouradha bakshi | Dec 31, 2023 | Anou's Blog
2023 was a rewarding year as we finally emerged from the aftermath of the pandemic and could proudly say that we were back to pre covid times. The children had made up for the losses incurred during the pandemic and were back on track! Classes were once again full and he chatter and laughter of the children filled every corner of the centres as well as the recesses of our heart. It was pure unadulterated pleasure. So this year I decided that my message will be a bird’s eye view of the year gone by so that each one of you can get a taste of Project Why.
Let us begin with academics. The year saw classed filled to the brim and little and not so little heads studiously bent over open books or listening with bated breath to what the teachers were saying. This year teachers went outside the box and came up with new teaching methods. There was a lot of practical teaching and children learnt how to identify chemicals and other scientific experiments. Visual learning was another tool teachers used with the help of movies and the Internet. Debates and quizzes were organised every month to help the children deepen their knowledge. Outings to local parks helped the children learn about nature and were excellent prompts for drawing and painting. June 10th was a special day as it saw the reopening of our early education programme that we had to close because of the pandemic. We were all thrilled to see our tiny tots back and once gain hear their laughter and giggles.
Of course regular reading and writing practice were a daily routine and assessments were held every quarter. Remedial measures were taken when needed. Children performed well in their respective schools and did us proud as they always do. All board examinations were cleared with success with many children doing exceedingly well. Everyone got promoted to the next class. PTMs were conducted across all centres to ensure that parents become part of their children’s learning journey.
But is was not all studies. This year we could finally resume our educational outings and the children visited India Gate, Doll Museum, Bharat Darshan Park, Bal Bhawan, Railway Museum, Waste of Wonder and Children’s Park. They all had a great time. In-house creative pursuits were the order of the day. The children learnt how to make decorative items with waste material. They also tried their hands at wall paintings,cloth painting and spray painting and unleashed their creativity.
A summer camp was organised in all centres and the children had great fun. They engaged in indoor and outdoor games, learnt fireless cooking and partook in a host of creative activities. They of course completed their holiday homework.
At Project Why we celebrate all festivals and commemorative days: New Year, Diwali, Xmas, Republic Day, Women’s Day. Word Health Day, World Environment Day to name a few. Children make drawings, write slogans and essays and engage in spirited debates, These celebrations help children increase their knowledge in a fun way. The special needs children made Rakhis and Diyas and sold them at Azure Hospitality and CSKM school.
Several workshops were organised. Dr Gulabani led a 16 days workshop to help teachers deal with children who have problems and difficulties in learning. This was a very successful initiative held over 16 Saturdays. Modicare Foundation held its yearly workshop on teen and adolescent issues and ETPA Foundation held story telling activities. These workshops are very useful and a good way to network.
It was also a year of repair and maintenance. We repaired the roofs of Khader and Yamuna as they had been severely damaged by rain, built a much needed toilet in Okhla and built a classroom in Giri Nagar. This was thanks to the generosity of our supporters.
But it was not all fun. 2023 had its sombre moments too. We lost a student from Okhla in a road accident and severe floods damaged our Yamuna centre and the homes of all our kids. Many reached out to help. The Rotary Club gave tents and sleeping bags and Azure Hospitality provided hot lunches to over 150 persons during 10 days, Avantika led a blanket drive that yielded or 650 blankets that were distributed before the cold set in. Clothes too were collected and distributed. We are grateful to each and everyone who reached to to help the flood victims.
Teachers had their fun time too. A day visit to Agra was organised with the support of Enfances Indiennes and was enjoyed by one and all. The staff of all centres visited the Yamuna centre had lunch with the children and engaged in a lot of fun activities with them. Teachers visited CSKM school and shared their ideas and teaching methods. It was rewarding experience. And finally they enjoyed a picnic lunch with Xavier Ray at the Nehru Park.
This year saw many visitors. Mr Ashok Trivedi, Mrs Anju Trivedi and Ms Shelly Trivedi were chief guests at our Republic Day function at Khader. Mr Trivedi hoisted the national flag and addressed the children. Mr Trivedi also visited the Yamuna centre and shared lunch with the children. Mr Adish Jain and Mrs Asha Jain visited the Okhla centre interacted with teachers and a few students and had lunch with the staff. Mr Jain has adopted the Okhla centre ‘forever’!
A group from Enfances Indiennes led by its President Xavier Ray and Hans Emde President of Project Why Germany also visited us this year. They spent quality time with the children and shared lunch with them.
We were really blessed to have many of our main funders visit us this year and very proud of showcasing our work to them.
This was a short glimpse of 2023, a year when things fell back in place after the dreaded pandemic.
I would like to thank all our supporters as well as my incredible team and terrific board without whom none of this would be possible.
We look forward to 2024 and all the miracles that will unfold.
Happy 2024
Love
Anou
by anouradha bakshi | Dec 8, 2023 | Anou's Blog
I am just back suitcase shopping. Not for me though! I do not travel.
Come Monday Utpal will board a train and leave for Mumbai to fulfil his dream of working in the movies. The stage is set for him as Mrinal and Abhigyan wait for the shooting of their next serial. My mind goes back to 2006 when I had gone suitcase shopping for him as he was going to boarding school. He was 4. We bought a little red bag and filled it not just with the things on the list given to us by the school, but also with a plethora of dreams yet to be revealed and fulfilled. Today one of these comes true.
Over the past years as he moved from class to class we packed many suitcases for him never forgetting to tuck in the yet unfulfilled dreams.
If his going to school the first time was a rite of passage for the two of us, today as he moves into the adult world is yet another one we both have to go through.
I remember when he left for school the first time, I wept like a baby, a mix of feelings gushing through my mind, and my heart being ripped wide open. Was I doing the right thing in sending such a tiny tot to a big boarding school. The mind jumped in to quell the heart: it was for his good; education was what would make the dreams come true.
The primary years ended and we moved to secondary school, then the final examination and results. School days were over. Then came college in another city a few hundred kilometres from here. His BA in hand, Utpal came to Delhi for his internship and then secured a job in a digital media start up. But that was not in the dream box.
I was happy having him at home, seeing him every day. It was comforting but as I said not part of the dream. I was quite happy the way things were but not the God of small things to whom all dreams were entrusted. He had to make them come true. So the universe conspired to make things happen and they did at lightning speed: a phone call or two and before we knew it Utpal had a job offer and even a place to stay for the initial days. It was time to go.
The last few days have been busy shopping, packing, cooking special treats. No one is saying anything. Each quietly counting the days till the suitcases are ready to move and our little Utpal with them.
The coming days will be hard. Keeping a brave face is hard. The half packed suitcase in the room stares at me and I feel my throat constrict and my eyes well up.And I am not the only one. Though no one says anything. There are so many things I want to say but can’t. I find myself patting his cheek or giving him a furtive hug and walking away.
I know I have to let him go as that is the only way he will be able to find his wings and fly and let him go I will as there is no other option. I know that when it is time to leave the house, I will send him off with a smile and the right words but I also know that when the car is gone and one has stopped waving goodbye, I will break down and weep.
But suitcases with dreams have a destiny to fulfil.
I will simply pray everyday to the God of small things to take care of my darling child and walk with him always.
by anouradha bakshi | Nov 26, 2023 | Anou's Blog
Since July 2020 when I was diagnosed with multiple myeloma I have been compelled to stay away from my beloved Project as I was immuno compromised and that mixed with the Covid pandemic was a heady toxic cocktail. Over the past three years I have been to the project a handful of times. However I keep in close touch with the Project thanks to the innumerable pictures posted every day in the famous Project Why WhatsApp group.
Pictures of children studying diligently, of children playing, singing, dancing, painting with fervour, of visitors dropping by, Pictures of the meals at the Yamuna centre; pictures of celebrations. Sometimes children are prompted to share their thoughts and dreams as was the case recently when a group of children were asked what they want to be when they grow up. The answers were heartwarming: engineer, teacher, IAS officer, police officer, bank manager and even artist. The list is endless, the dreams are big for only if you dream big can you aspire to see your dreams come true.
We at Project Why strive to give wings to all these little big dreams and hope to make as many as we can come true. And we have seen many come true over the last two decades.
When I see the pictures of these children holding their dreams for all to see my heart fills with joy, my eyes go moist and my throat constricts. I feel blessed but also overwhelmed by the magnitude of the task but nowhere ready to give up.
Over the past two decades I have felt the presence of a very special God, the God of lesser beings as I chose to call him or her! This very special God has helped me at every stage and brought so many miracles in our lives. It is to this God that I pray everyday to give me the strength to soldier on no matter what.
Soldier on I will.
So help me God.
