This is a post in which no one is going to look good, least of all me. Masiji had a fall over two weeks ago.  I took her to the hospital immediately (me being good) where an x-ray revealed [...]

When I was in 6th grade, the nun who taught us religion said something I’ve never forgotten: “Think of the person you like the least. THAT’s how much you love God.” [...]

Yesterday as I was walking in Delhi a woman walked toward me. She had a young girl with her and I was struck, as I often am, by the way that she was dragging the child, rather than walking [...]

The alarm rang at 3:45 and I got up almost immediately, pretending I was Ravi, for whom such unearthly risings are second nature. I had copied his night-before rituals, too: clothes neatly laid [...]

A few years ago, my mother noticed me shivering. It was a cool May evening in New Hampshire and I had only recently arrived from India where, having lived for over 25 years, my blood had thinned [...]

This is the road to the Foundation.  Left at the pile of dirt, carefully round the dead tree behind it (avoiding the gaping pit the mound is evidence of), circle the stack of bricks, duck [...]

I know there is a lot to look at in this picture, but I’d like to draw your attention to the shoes. You can’t see Sumita’s or Neha’s, but you can safely assume they are in [...]

Our senior staff meets once a week, almost religiously, almost like clock-work. We call ourselves the Core Group and we’ve been doing this for the past fifteen years. This week, we met at [...]

  Like everyone else in the field of disability in India, I’ve been waiting eagerly yet with trepidation for the Census takers to come to my house. Getting the number of people with [...]

How many times have I felt like this? That could be Moy Moy: peacefully asleep in my arms, oblivious to all, secure in the knowledge that Mom is there, that Mom has everything under control and I [...]