The moment I arrived in Rishikesh last week, I decided to leave the camp and go for the trek to meet new people, do some random stuff that I usually do whenever I travel… I left my camp alone because others traveling with me wanted to take rest after the full night drive. Earlier, I […]Read More Face Your Fears
As I was strolling through the beautiful pillars of the Connaught Place Market in New Delhi, I saw an elderly man holding some pens in his hand and selling them to passers-by. Though his whole body was shivering under the blaze of cold wintry wind, but his determination to earn by selling pens for the […]Read More And that’s how they play with your emotions, isn’t it?
Sitting outside the Delhi metro station was a child beggar disguised as Lord Hanuman. Covering his body with Multani mitti (or fuller’s earth), wearing only a boxer, and having a pouch to collect the money, this innocent looking child was waiting for the passengers to give him donations. As soon as he saw me clicking […]Read More Child Beggars: They Hardly Have A Future
What Shall I do, I don’t know. I don’t know how to deal with this situation just like the myriad other problems of which I have no clue. I don’t know how can I help the humanity in this matter. However, I want to and, I believe, there is no other way apart from writing […]Read More Tragic Life of Child Servants