ADHAA

................................................................................ Sunday, the 27th of July,2008. There was something about that little kid-perhaps it was just the fact that he was very tiny. With a poise and calm that somehow blended well with his physical stature, he stood up to speak his name.I noticed he was a favourite among the students as well. From then on, he came to my attention now and again, but with just as much of a casual glance that I placed on the others.I asked them the usual ice-breaking questions- Who played cricket, whether they really liked school, what they did when they got back home....He wasn't so much of an active participant. Then at the end of the class he touched my feet. Perhaps it was something he was told to do back home. But for that, I wouldn't have understood where I belong. Epilogue: Over a period of time with these kids, I've realised one thing. The idea is not about doing a favor.Its about how my role in their life is int...