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Small Projects

Small Projects

Flip-flops provided to 60 children so they do not need to walk bare feet in the slush during the rains….

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Project AnnaSeva

Project AnnaSeva

MID-DAY MEAL - Bihar The Musahar community is a marginalized Dalit community spread across eastern Uttar Pradesh, southern Nepal, Bihar, and Jharkhand. In Bihar, they are known...

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Survivor to Saviour…

Survivor to Saviour…

I was in my first-year of college when mother Teresa passed away. I was so influenced by her life and work, that I decided to join her missionaries of charity and dedicate my...

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Project Silan

Project Silan

Silan means girls in Maasai. This is intended to be a transitional shelter to provide protection against or recovery for girls rescued from female genital mutilation. FGM is usually a precursor to forced early marriage and pregnancy.

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Project Unnati

Project Unnati

Project Ujaala beings light into the lives of women by preparing them to be financially independent. We are running various short term sub-projects under Project Ujaala

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My Smile Just Died…

My Smile Just Died…

My story began in 1983. I was the child of a single dad. My father was an extremely talented man, a pianist who had turned that into his profession. We were spending a few days a...

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My anger gave me the courage…

My anger gave me the courage…

There have been numerous occasions when I was touched inappropriately when going to school even as a child. I was groped by a passerby going on a bicycle at the age of 13.I felt...

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I so vividly remember…

I so vividly remember…

I was waiting on the compound pavement near our building for the school bus, sitting down as my school bag felt as heavy as a labourer’s cement bag. My water bottle sling hanging...

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His eager face…

His eager face…

We were young, us cousins. I was the youngest of the girls. I remember this uncle who used to live in one of the outhouses. I remember that eager look on his face when he asked...

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