Birds mural

The mural with the children at Manav Sadhna begins today.
I'm nervous!
And very very excited.

Wish me luck.

Listen

Life can be so beautiful.
One minute you're feeling lost and directionless. But you get into the auto nevertheless to go to the lovely ngo you've been going to everyday.
You reach a red light where you'd given out some toffees to some beggar children who'd come asking for money.
You remember them for a moment.
The next moment, you notice a little head popping in, looking at you in the auto rickshaw. It's the same girl.
She smiles at you, greets you in a familiar manner. You feel happy, smile back. She asks for money, out of habit.
You talk to her, ask her her name instead, out of habit.
She looks at your earrings, says her name is Pinky.
She touches your ears.
Another boy comes along.
Then another.
And another.
And another one still.
They touch your nose ring, your hair, pat your cheeks.
You feel like a doll, enjoy it, let them do it.
You're happy.
They're happy.
You tell them the light's going to turn green soon and that they should go back lest they get hurt.
They keep smiling, touching you with their soft, hardened fingers.
They smile, say bye bye bye bye bye
bye bye bye bye
bye bye
bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
bye bye bye bye bye
bye
bye bye bye
bye
bye bye

bye bye

bye
till you can no longer see them.
The light turns green, you go away smiling.

Had a great two days, these past two days.
I'm springing back again.
Moving to a new place today or tomorrow.

I'm so angry with the world

a poster at the ngo I work with, says this

Everything is clearer
when we're in love.

Time to go