Jo’s Blog

I’ve known Nutan now for 33 years – an auspicious number for Christians since Jesus lived on the earth for exactly that number of years. That, and the fact that we call her God’s Elder Sister. She is my nanad (my husband’s sister. Now wait [...]

My Dad talks to himself all the time. He’s done it for years – because he says he “gets better results.” He’s reading a magazine and he looks peaceful and absorbed but his thoughts keep coming through. As he’s [...]

I drove to my Dad’s 90th birthday party with my nanad Nutan. It was a three hour car ride and in the back seat, we had my daughter, Nutan’s daughter and our niece – all roughly the same age; all (sayeth the objective mother/aunt) [...]

Yesterday, I took Nandita to visit Karuna Vihar Special School as part of her review of our work (Nandita D’Souza is a brilliant developmental pediatrician who runs Sethu,  a centre like ours in Goa). We got there early enough to see the [...]

Oh everything comes in its own special size I guess it can be measured by where you put your eyes It’s so big when you’re close And it looks smaller back a bit That’s about the size of it. Do yourself a favor and have a look at [...]

When Manoj died, we all gathered – quickly for some, hours later for others – at the hospital. The long, slow process of the post-mortem and the release of the body would take its time. It moved relatively quickly for us because of a [...]

I think that most voluntary organisations develop as we have here at the Latika Roy Foundation. A few friends come together to address an urgent problem – in our case, Moy Moy needed a school to go to and we couldn’t find what we [...]