I love blank pages. It has all the possibilities to get filled with the colors that can be found in the cosmos. But finding myself blank breaks me down. I wasn’t doing okay and needed help.
From Adding Numbers To Adding Values: The Story Of Two Reckless Learners
On a sunny Monday, I entered the class carrying the same jhola and wearing my...
Young, Wild And Free…
Fondness grows with time. 11 months in Kotra and my life mostly revolves...
Real Chills Of This Winter In My School At Kotra
It is that time of the year when days are long and the nights are longer. When...
कोटड़ा की ‘वेर प्रथा’
Kotra, a tribal region in Udaipur district of Rajasthan, is where I have been...
An Old Man And A Frog In Rural Udaipur
Age is just a number! After the last few days as described in the previous...
The Toilet Story in a Village of Udaipur
With this post, I'd like to share my experience of Community Immersion in...
A Visit to Creativity Adda in Delhi
It was 12 in the noon when I reached the all-boys Government School in...
In This Village, Girls Step Out To Play For The First Time
My father being in the Army gave us a chance to move to a different city every...