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Shishu Mandir17/11, Cambridge Rd., UlsoorBangalore 560008. Ashraya Children's HomeJawan's Quarters,BDA Park, Double Rd.,Indiranagar Stage 1, Bangalore 560038.Ph. 080 25241929 Fax 080 25286195email: ashchild@airtelmail.inSociety of Sisters of CharityHoly Angels Convent, c/o Stella Maris Convent,Malleswaram, Bangalore- 560003.Ph. 080 27757235 Fax 080 27757235email: snehalayaabp@vsnl.netM/S Canara Bank Relief and Welfare SocietySevakshetra Hospital Road, 27th Cross, Banashankari 2nd StageBangalore 560070.Ph. 080 26713421/26717080 Fax 080 26719622email: mathruchhaya@hotmail.comSt Michael's Home/ConventGood Shepherd Sisters, 80 Feet Road, Indira Nagar Post,Bangalore 560038.Ph. 080 25282811 Fax 080 25273944email: stmichaelshome@dataone.inVathsalya Charitable TrustNo.717,5th Cross, HRBR 1st BlockBanaswadi, Bangalore 560043Ph. 080 25457360/ 25459366 Fax 080 25452671 email: vathsalya88@rediffmail.comThis list was put up as a…

Shishu Mandir17/11, Cambridge Rd., UlsoorBangalore 560008. Ashraya Children's HomeJawan's Quarters,BDA Park, Double Rd.,Indiranagar Stage 1, Bangalore 560038.Ph. 080 25241929 Fax 080 25286195email: ashchild@airtelmail.inSociety of Sisters of CharityHoly Angels Convent, c/o Stella Maris Convent,Malleswaram, Bangalore- 560003.Ph. 080 27757235 Fax 080 27757235email: snehalayaabp@vsnl.netM/S Canara Bank Relief and Welfare SocietySevakshetra Hospital Road, 27th Cross, Banashankari 2nd StageBangalore 560070.Ph. 080 26713421/26717080 Fax 080 26719622email: mathruchhaya@hotmail.comSt Michael's Home/ConventGood Shepherd Sisters, 80 Feet Road, Indira Nagar Post,Bangalore 560038.Ph. 080 25282811 Fax 080 25273944email: stmichaelshome@dataone.inVathsalya Charitable TrustNo.717,5th Cross, HRBR 1st BlockBanaswadi, Bangalore 560043Ph. 080 25457360/ 25459366 Fax 080 25452671 email: vathsalya88@rediffmail.comThis list was put up as a…

It's been a month of my Saturday visits to the school but children across classes are unhappy that I don't go there every day. Most of them remember to confirm if I had lunch and ask if there is any chance of my being there during the week. I was glad to see that the knowledge hungry and uninhibited Divya, the mischievous and sharp Monika (both in class V) and inquisitive Dhanalakshmi (from class IV) who usually skip their Saturday meal were actually eating there.Sudharshan and Surya took the Young World editions from me while I went looking for Michael.…

It's been a month of my Saturday visits to the school but children across classes are unhappy that I don't go there every day. Most of them remember to confirm if I had lunch and ask if there is any chance of my being there during the week. I was glad to see that the knowledge hungry and uninhibited Divya, the mischievous and sharp Monika (both in class V) and inquisitive Dhanalakshmi (from class IV) who usually skip their Saturday meal were actually eating there.Sudharshan and Surya took the Young World editions from me while I went looking for Michael.…

As promised, I joined the Republic Day celebrations around 9.30 AM as one of the class X girls was reading out a Kannada speech on the significance of the day. A short talk in English (again read out by a class X girl) followed. Both were delighted when I praised their confident effort. And then a high school teacher and finally the principal addressed the students in Kannada. The last was significant as he reminded them that Republic Day isn't about hoisting the national flag, singing patriotic songs and eating sweets. He chided them for leaving/throwing plates in the neighbourhood…

As promised, I joined the Republic Day celebrations around 9.30 AM as one of the class X girls was reading out a Kannada speech on the significance of the day. A short talk in English (again read out by a class X girl) followed. Both were delighted when I praised their confident effort. And then a high school teacher and finally the principal addressed the students in Kannada. The last was significant as he reminded them that Republic Day isn't about hoisting the national flag, singing patriotic songs and eating sweets. He chided them for leaving/throwing plates in the neighbourhood…

When I went to school this morning some children were emptying their plates right outside the newly built rear gate while others were still eating inside. As usual, some threw their food away, bored of eating the same stuff daily while others like Akhilesh (the Hindi-speaking class V Math fan) whom I met outside decided to eat at home. Dhanalaxmi, the little girl in class IV with a sweet smile and sharp memory hasn't been eating regularly apparently. She saves it for her younger siblings but is uncomfortable mentioning it. She started a verbal duel with her classmate Praveen who…

When I went to school this morning some children were emptying their plates right outside the newly built rear gate while others were still eating inside. As usual, some threw their food away, bored of eating the same stuff daily while others like Akhilesh (the Hindi-speaking class V Math fan) whom I met outside decided to eat at home. Dhanalaxmi, the little girl in class IV with a sweet smile and sharp memory hasn't been eating regularly apparently. She saves it for her younger siblings but is uncomfortable mentioning it. She started a verbal duel with her classmate Praveen who…

You would have loved to grow up in the pleasant, perfect, considerably privileged locality of I Block, Jayanagar. The streets were clean, sidewalks smooth, roads neatly planned and regularly tarred: Not a single game of badminton on the streets was ever interrupted by an infrastructural glitch. The children who lived here attended "good schools", spoke purr-fect English and by age 8 could carry off a full fledged shouting-match over games of I-Spy in The Queen's very language. After all, we'd grow up to be independent people, leading awesome lives. Not the least like those children, who came to be recognized…

You would have loved to grow up in the pleasant, perfect, considerably privileged locality of I Block, Jayanagar. The streets were clean, sidewalks smooth, roads neatly planned and regularly tarred: Not a single game of badminton on the streets was ever interrupted by an infrastructural glitch. The children who lived here attended "good schools", spoke purr-fect English and by age 8 could carry off a full fledged shouting-match over games of I-Spy in The Queen's very language. After all, we'd grow up to be independent people, leading awesome lives. Not the least like those children, who came to be recognized…