Brighter Future for 4500 Orphan children in India

In India the festival of lights popularly known as ‘Diwali’ is an occasion of joy and excitement. There are lots of rituals and ceremonies during 3 days of celebration when friends and relatives get together. Colorful Rangoli (Design at door steps) and sweets add charm to the festival.

For the kids in orphanages that have no home or relatives to celebrate with, however, the occasion is a re-iteration of their deprivation. But CSA was  there for them!  CSA ensured that not a single child (in CSA supported orphanages) was left out of Diwali celebrations. Crackers, Diya (earthen lamps), Lanterns,  Rangoli, sweets and festival dresses  were sent out to them well before the festive days. CSA representatives at different locations (Goa, MP, Orissa, Maharashtra) ensured that they spent time with the kids and made the celebrations joyful.

6 yrs. Old,  Vinayak who was scared of the fire works at first refused to participate. Soon however, he was persuaded by his friends to hold the sparklers in both his hands . The glee on his face spoke volumes both, for the joy of the celebrations and, his success in overcoming fear! That smile on his face said ‘Happy Diwali’ to all the CSA team!!!.

Links:

• CSA Annual report 11-12

In the 16 years of my life, I have often faced questions about my identity. Who are you? your parents….? where have you come from? Questions to which I had no answers. I simply did not know. I remember that at age 5, I was on a railway platform when a cop confronted me with the same set of questions. I told him my name-I am Shivaji; he asked me where I came from? ‘Amaravati in Maharashtra’, I said. That was all I knew.  

Since then I have remained enrolled in an institution for care and protection. No one ever visited me, I don’t know who has given me my surname.

Initially the questions would disturb me-even make me angry. When I was 13 yrs old I moved into the Boys observation Home in Pune, Maharashtra. This was a nice place; importantly, there were many others like me-with no identity. We lived together as one, big family; I mingled with my classmates, made friends, found supervisors who could guide me. It was here that I came across CSA. I was in the 8^th standard and CSA had  arranged coaching classes for us. CSA also organized several education, and fun events that got all of us together. Sometimes, even boys from other institutions joined us.

With help available, I found myself doing better in school. My performance had improved; I was more attentive; above all I was now interested in my life.

Last year I completed high school and I did well scoring  first-class grades. More importantly, I took the semi-English option i.e. clearing all the papers in 2 languages-my mother tongue (Marathi) and, English.  In the Home, I was the first one to do so and suddenly, I was  a hero!  I began to be called ‘Shivaji the Topper’!!!

Now, it seems like I have an identity-my very own. My achievements will, I realize, speak for me. I have enrolled for first year Diploma course of Mechanical Engineering and yesterday, I received my first engineering-instruments’ kit    from CSA. Soon I will be ‘Shivaji the Engineer! And that will be my identity!!!