Walking back to work after lunch today, I saw a young chap on a motorbike notice a young woman. He scoped her out carefully, oblivious, of course, to the fact that I even existed, let alone that I was watching him. He drove past her, then turned at the road I was just then crossing, Continue Reading →
24Sep 2014Squad of White Haired Women
05Aug 2014Don’t grieve for me . . .
My friend Joan Hornsby is dying. For all I know (I am in India. She is in Fall River, my childhood home), she may already be gone. I’ve been thinking about her constantly for the past few days. It’s harder than it seems to think of anyone (other than one’s self) constantly. But I’ve been Continue Reading →
27Jul 2014There’s A Policy For That . . .
The hideous footage of a blind child being beaten by the principal of his school in Kakinada, Andhra Pradesh last week made me physically sick. This wasn’t just a single slap from a frustrated, OOPS, lost-my-temper grownup. This was repeated, relentless and vicious. This was so driven and purposeful (the man doing it was himself Continue Reading →
15Jul 2014A Different Diamond Today
The Latika Roy Foundation’s brother organization is the Peoples Science Institute – one of India’s best-known and most respected organizations in the field of environment, water resource management and disaster preparedness and response. We share their appeal for one of their longtime staff members who passed away yesterday. Hira Lal, one of the Peoples Science Continue Reading →
10Jul 2014Searching for Diamonds
A few days ago, we got news from a major, major funder that one of our most important projects would no longer be supported, and with almost immediate effect. There was a logic to the decision, but it was a blow from out of nowhere and we spent the day in a stunned state of Continue Reading →
Data is magic. Data is powerful. Data can change lives. Yesterday, one of our funders asked for data from across the Foundation, segregated by project and by gender. Simply: how many girls and how many boys had accessed services at Chhota Gubbara, Gubbara, EIC and Karuna Vihar? What we found was stunning. At Chhota Gubbara, Continue Reading →
Two weeks ago, I saw a picture of Nicholas and another man on facebook. Underneath the photo were two comments: “RIP.” and “My deepest condolences.” Wow, I thought. His friend looks so young. I wonder what happened. It simply didn’t occur to me that the comments could have anything to do with Nick himself. At Continue Reading →
19Jun 2014The Disability Free Pass
Matthew, who has a mental handicap, has five brothers and sisters. The other children get quite a few treats because of him through gestures of kindness offered by local organizations. A free afternoon at the fair, for example, or tickets to the circus: “For the handicapped and their families.” There is never any shortage of Continue Reading →
16Jun 2014Worse Things Happen At Sea
Whenever anything would go wrong in our early days in the Foundation, Paula would say “Never mind! Worse things happen at sea.” We were both neck-deep in the 20 volume Aubrey-Maturin series by Patrick O’Brian – magnificent historical novels based on the British Navy in the 18th century – and we were full of nautical Continue Reading →