संथाल टोला सुनते ही मुझे फूदन माझी की याद आती है. उसका सरसों के तेल में चुपड़ा बदन और उसकी वो बांसुरी. ये पुरानी बात है. अब मालूम भी नहीं फूदन माझी कहां है. आज हम लोग कल्याण टुडू के घर पर हैं जहां माझी थान यानी उनके भगवान के घर को रंगना है. मदद[…]
The Engineering college kids had many ideas. One of them wanted to make a device which can automatically make music with the lyrics. One girl wanted to make a robot controlled by mind. One student was keen to try out photography. Someone wanted to make more intelligent machine than those shown in the film- Transformers[…]
Ayush was not shy exactly but he was reluctant to ask the question publicly. Jey had just made an offer to the kids that they can ask him anything. Ayush came to him and took him to the stairs and asked the pertinent question going on in almost every kid’s mind, ‘How to tackle the[…]
The journey towards Muzaffarpur started with Rain. We were drenched and reached late to the school where we were supposed to paint. We wanted to paint in a school which is deprived or under privileged. People suggested us to paint in any school in the red light area named Chaturbhuj Sthan. We were put in[…]
When we have great hosts we end up painting more. That’s what happened in Amnour village of Vaishali. so this blog will have more pictures and endless pleasure we had in the rural setting. The work in Amnour started with Meenakshi arranging and mixing the colors. Next Jey had to help kids to prepare for[…]
Location: Saint Paul’s school, Boring Canal Road Patna. Time- 9.00 am Meenakshi and Jey meeting the teachers who have been asked to come for few hours. Their reactions before meeting us (which they themselves told us later) Teacher 1- Who are they? We have lot of other work to do. Teacher 2- Oh, another useless[…]