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When someone abuses your body, you can never escape the
scene of the crime.
My Smile Just Died…
My story began in 1983. I was the child of a single dad. My father was an extremely talented man, a pianist who had turned that into his profession. We were spending a few days a one of his friends...
Apr 29, 2024
My anger gave me the courage…
There have been numerous occasions when I was touched inappropriately when going to school even as a child. I was groped by a passerby going on a bicycle at the age of 13.I felt this embarrassing...
Apr 29, 2024
His eager face…
We were young, us cousins. I was the youngest of the girls. I remember this uncle who used to live in one of the outhouses. I remember that eager look on his face when he asked us to sit on his lap....
Apr 29, 2024
I so vividly remember…
I was waiting on the compound pavement near our building for the school bus, sitting down as my school bag felt as heavy as a labourer’s cement bag. My water bottle sling hanging sideways. That’s...
Apr 29, 2024
Survivor to Saviour…
I was in my first-year of college when mother Teresa passed away. I was so influenced by her life and work, that I decided to join her missionaries of charity and dedicate my life to serving others....
Apr 29, 2024
Sport to Livelihood
Sport to Livelihood Empowering Mothers Rewrite Their Stories Sunita's journey is a story of resilience and triumph over gender-based violence. Despite facing severe domestic violence at the hands of...
Apr 29, 2024