The Journey to Find the Direction of the Ship
Dressed in heavy red lehengas and saris, with long veils covering their heads, and adorned with jewellery, my sisters were brought to the wedding altar by my aunts, who held their hands and sang local songs.
Janu’s Journey of Transformation: From Silence to Belonging
When 9-year-old Janu joined Swapnisthan, she barely spoke. A hearing-impaired girl, she avoided eye contact, had no friends, and often left sessions midway. Her classmates whispered, laughed, and excluded her.