I think about her often – though I never see her anymore. Memories of our shared childhood linger. When I close my eyes I can distinctly picture her eyes, I can hear her laugh, I remember sharing soup during Junior Soldiers and I remember long bike rides. But most of all I think about the times we used to wrestle. Those times, rolling around on Continue Reading →
PRIYA was five years old. She dreamed of going to school next year. When admission dates were announced in August, Priya’s mother dressed in the best clothes she could find to take her excited daughter for her entrance exam. Then they waited for the result. A whole year later, thousands of children like Priya from the poorest classes were still waiting to be admitted to Continue Reading →
