Up, up and away . . .
Not everybody can read. And certainly not everybody can read English. I was standing outside Gubbara one morning when a woman came by holding a baby (with Down Syndrome) in her arm and a scrap of paper in her free hand. “Where is [...]
The Stories of Our Lives
Launching a website is like delivering a baby. Let me introduce you to my newest addition: Every organisation has a website. No big deal. You hire a guy. You assign the task of assembling text and photos to one of the young, hep kids. [...]
Lakshi Fails PKG
On Saturday, Vijay and Lakshi got their “results.” “What are results?” Lakshi asked. “How you did on your papers,” her Mom explained. “I didn’t do any papers,” Lakshi insisted. [...]
An Open Heart For The Stranger
This summer we had a lovely young woman as an intern in the Foundation. Swati is from Dehradun and her parents are both physicians who often refer children to us. She is hoping to become a doctor herself and I was impressed by her quiet, gentle [...]
Where’s That Net Again?
I hate to admit it, but I’m desperate. Again. It happens with depressing regularity. Every three or four years, I take my eye off the ball. I go to sleep at the wheel. I stop firing on all four cylinders. (Or is it eight?) Fundraising is a [...]
One Young Scholar, Two Young Dreamers
Every centre for poor children has at least one girl like this one – a child completely absorbed in the task at hand (a task most likely self-assigned), oblivious to the chaos around her. I have, literally, hundreds of such photos: photos [...]
