I met Razia in a slum community in Pune during Teach for India training. She was about 12 then. | We needed to do the community activity. Did not feel up to it but did it because it had to be done. I did not gain anything out of it. I did not give anything back. But I did make a momentary friend. Someone who summed up her entire life infront of me, as she weaved through the ‘henna’ design on my palm and in the process she got a good glimpse into mine too. Razia, I know you are immensely talented. I know you have learnt to do the mehendi design, dancing , cooking and what not, all on your own. I can understand your love for computers and college and all the little things that make your life beautiful. I have so much respect for you. I wish the world was a fairer place. But I must say, because of the artist you are, your experiences when you use you art for sheer pleasure will overshadow the question of you being underprivileged. And as I told you, please be safe. People might make use of the free spirit you are. May god help you fly. May you have a wonderful, wonderful life. Love, Shefali. |
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