The kingdom of isolation | Khati

It’s funny how some distance makes everything seem small. And the fears that once controlled me can’t get to me at all!

My trek toward Khati, which is considered one among the backward and lastly inhabited villages in the lap of Himalayas was not an ordinary trip.

After reading my previous articles you must have received an idea about the kind of work I’m into. At present I’m located in the remote location of Uttarakhand, India. Working under a Rural Development Program I’m also trying to explore the culture and beliefs of people. I had to visit Government Primary School of Khati for an intervention with the children there, merely a creative activity. To know more about the same or suggest ideas for making my interventions better please comment below with the contact details. 

This was an opportunity that I received because I and my two co-fellows were supposed to be interviewed for a documentary by our donor organization.

I will soon elaborate my experience here. Have a happy reading & writing. Take care! 🌻

Role of a little leader – Children in Uttarakhand

Suddenly I was warned, time is up.🌻

Coming from a place of electronic school bells I am now experiencing an old yet effective alarming process in the schools of Uttarakhand. Some how I found leadership in the students from these government primary schools. They are regularly taking control over their own time & schedule in the school. 

They have small hammers tied to a metal tray which we all are aware about. To alarm everybody for any purpose a child is told to hammer the metal tray. I encounter many such delightful responsibilities very often among children.
These are small leadership activities that go unnoticed. Because not an automatic alarm will take control over a child’s day to day activities but they themself will take this initiative where one is aware about it’s time to study or play with the guidance of their teachers. 

Have a happy reading 🌻❤

It’s more than a sprained ankle.

So this is a post by a home-sick attention seeker. 🌻

It’s more than a sprained ankle.🤕 

It took me a good scooter fall to really know where I stand. It doesn’t get easier because I crave all the attention and caring. More than the wounds the fact that I am alone hurts me more. 👪

Surviving with the maybes and probablys and could-bes and still unable to convince myself for a better reason to stay in the hills. 💙 
I realized the worth of many relations today. 

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It was a shooting star! 🌠

Little Maroon Riding Hood 🌻

It just happened a night before while I left from the boys hostel to reach my hostel. 

This Mumbai-City-Partner of mine planned to drop me. On our way toward his bike I stopped to stare at the sky. I was dazzled with the constellation right when he was about to share the same feeling. 
So I explained him about my lucky stars, three that are vertically aligned and 4 that are misplaced into a triangle. 

Any wish that you make when these sets are visible together will come true and after telling this to him we paused to make a wish.
As soon as we opened our eyes and he spoke about a set of bear structured stars we saw something crazy. 

YES! A shooting star. ( I know this ain’t my first time but still a moment of Yay! )
It’s always fun with you buddy. ( This image is from our trip for baseline test in the government schools ) 

#tfu__ #talesforeveruntold #fellowshipdiaries #himalayas 

Women from the hills are women in the position or power.🌻

 

 

 

 

 

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