“Freedom freedom freedom freedom
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
a long way from my home…
Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
A long long way from my home”
Richie Havens, one of the most soulful singers this planet has, sang this moving number at Woodstock 1969. And what better way to express the plight of children the world over than with these words.
I am looking for Stacia Tauscher. In fact, I have been looking for her since 02:00 hrs of 21 November 2002. If you happen to have any information about her or her work or her place and time on this planet, please, please let me know. If you have ever courted madness that lies in search with hardly any clue,
I travel to and from home each day, in a Virar local that arrives once in about 15- 20 minutes depending on the time of the day. That is always already full to bursting. Where ‘train khali hai’ means that there are only 5 people dangling out instead of 13. Where, on a regular basis there are violent quarrels among
Last night I dreamt of one of my teachers. You may call that a nightmare since this guy was a complete terror. Don’t remember what he taught us, not that his teaching was any memorable. But what none of his students would ever forget are the beatings they got from him. People do have hobbies, right? The teacher had one too,READ MORE
I attended the NAFRE Maha-Adhivesan or Convention 2007, in Ahmedabad from 12th to 14th March. This was the third `Congress’ as it used to be called in 2004. The hedges on the L-shaped driveway of Tagore Hall were adorned with flex and an occasional cloth banner inviting delegates to the convention, heralding what needs to be done and what is READ MORE
The experience of my visit to Melghat has left me with the awareness to a reality of a forgotten world that has existed and survived besides the only one I have known and taken for granted.READ MORE
If life is a race, some children start last. Underprivileged and marginalised, they are deprived of their basic human rights as citizens of this country. Being deprived of food, water, shelter, healthcare and education is not just sad; it’s a violation of a child’s right to the basics of existence.
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I have just returned from a visit to K. Velayudhapuram (KV for short), a village close to Tirunalveli, 700 kms or hrs from the metro city of Chennai. Having witnessed the true horrors of belonging to a particular caste in free India, I am writing furiously to media people seeking their attention.READ MORE
The street lights brighten up at 6 pm.The women splash make up on their faces,I just saw my mother standing on the roadShe went off somewhere with two strange menI ask her at night who they areShe beats me up in return.
(poem written by Afreen, a Core Group member of Diksha.READ MORE
Every year, thousands of families migrate to the city in search of employment. They are ready to work as bonded laboureres, ready to put their children to any kind of work for that one square meal a day.READ MORE
Child Rights and You (CRY) is an Indian non-profit that believes in every child’s right to a childhood – to live, learn, grow and play. For nearly 4 decades, CRY and its 200 partner NGOs have worked with parents and communities across 23 states to ensure sustainable change in the live of over 2 million underprivileged children.
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