Seasons change

Seasons change...and so have they at Ghar...

A motley lot they were...many of them unschooled though well pass their school start up age...indiscipline being the common thread that ran amongst them...

Getting them into a routine of studies was an exercise in itself...

Along the path we traversed, the ground broke and sprouts emerged...sprouts of change...of a desire to learn...of bonds...of hope...of love...

The dark night sky now had glittering stars to see in awe...to reach out to...the doors of opportunities were flung open...aspirations were ignited...I want to become an Army officer...I want to become  a doctor...I want to become an air hostess...

They had unshackled themselves from their past...broken out of the mould in which they were cast...and emerged anew...

They now dream...and aspire...

Seasons have changed...spring is in the air...