“Didi Photo! Didi Photo!”


Mr. Devidas and an arrival committee of several collected us upon our arrival by bus from Mumbai. At the orphanage, the fanfare of drums and cymbals and 30 boys greeted us all at once. A beautifully intricate welcome sign of various colored sands decorated the floor. Strands of marigolds around our necks and red powder on our foreheads added to the honored welcome. This I was not expecting. We were promptly invited to sit and be introduced to the group, piping hot cups of chai tea quickly served. The rest... Read The Rest →