We had made contributions and sponsorships on special family events, but this was my first visit ever. Also, we wanted the kids to see what little boys their age went through. Of course, I had to remind them not to ask any awkward questions.
This boy on the left caught my attention. Impish and cute, but like many others there small for their age. The boy on the right was their star performer and told us a story (that he made up).
Many have parents who cant afford to feed them, others have at least one parent. The oldest kid is in Class 9 and the youngest ones in Class 2. Once they finish schooling, they have to leave the home. Many secure admission to vocational training institutes. It is a big responsibility for the elderly warden. Some boys who study in a high school a few miles away dont return in the evenings. Somebody has to go hunting for them.
The older boys wash the clothes for the little ones, a kid named Vijay tells me. Of course they go to Kishkinta (an amusement park), and other fun places once in a while.
Originally started by the late philanthropist businessman who established the Aban group of companies, it has now many members from our diocese in the directorial board. The land belongs to Aban. It is pretty vast though the mud roads leading to the place need much improvement.
There is poultry and a dog who keeps guard. Even the dog got a big bowl of biryani that day.
This rooster here kept our boys company as they had their meals in the yard. Living in a city, it is not every day that they get to interact with fowls.
A little boys helped Mira hold an axe and chop wood,
while Ash and V spent time playing ball with some of them, before we headed home.
