Tucked away in the meandering gallies of a basti named Tigri, not far from Saket, New Delhi, there is a very impressive group of girls. Energetically, these girls dance behind closed doors, as if expressing their hesitations through it. Dancing, so they will not feel subdued when the time comes to go home, never ever to talk about this deep dark hole again. A body part that is not to be named. It appears as if you speak the words or name it, it just might come alive! It might even become a real part of your living breathing body. It might as well come out of its dark rabbit hole and whisper its powerful, shocking, very valid, very real name to you…योनि…Vagina! The girls wait impatiently for an unfamiliar didi to come by and tell them shocking (things they've never fathomed, let alone heard). Things such as, “Yes, you indeed have three openings between your legs and not just two.” (हौ! दीदी मुझे तोह लगा आप झूट बोल रही थी!) *Goodness! Didi I thought you were blatantly telli
As a part of their annual festival, CRY put up a stall at the Institute of Home Economics. The stall was visited by 50 inquisitive students who interacted with the volunteers. The volunteers provided some insights into the purpose, motives and workings of CRY and the current volunteering opportunities. They also shed some light on child rights and their importance.
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