Sukrupa: Creating a Future

At the CII 2010 Brand Summit in Bangalore last week I had the pleasure of meeting Ms. Krupalatha Martin Dass, founder and Executive Director of Sukrupa. Krupa, as she is known, created the school to serve the underprivileged and "slum" children -- a term that while factually accurate also points up the kind of labeling that would otherwise limit these bright young spirits. Krupa's passion is ensuring that no such limitation is placed on any child.

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The day that I visited I saw and talked with students ranging from age 2 1/2 onwards to nearly 20. They are schooled in English. Ironically, I was the one speaking Hindi! I met Raj Kumar, an 11 year old designing a water filtration system built from discarded bottles (see photos) and Anne Marie--the only child brave enough to speak to me in Hindi--who at 6 years old has penmanship and structured story writing skills that would be the envy of anyone, anywhere, at several grade levels higher. I met 4 young men, nearing graduation, all possessing exceptional clarity on their futures as they continue into advanced education and professional careers. All in all, I visited with about 200 students, and was left with a feeling of inspiration and wonder.

As I talked with students, I saw in them my own child, Broch. Broch is enrolled in Leander ISD's "International Baccalaureate" and QUEST programs. Check out this entry from his blog and you'll get a sense of the achievement that is "expected" in many families. Note in the photo his kart racing trophies, his keyboard, his personal computer, and the speaker kit he rigged up following an article he saw in MAKE Magazine. Now look at the photo of Raj Kumar: It is identical, and in particular the activated looks of wonder, curiosity and self-pride in both boys eyes. The difference is that for Raj, this was very likely <i>not</i> expected. Through the Sukrupa program, an expectation for his personal growth and development is now firmly established: Raj is thriving as all children he should, creating a new future for himself, his family, his peers, and his country as he grows.

What's important to recognize is that none of the children I saw would have the future that is now theirs were it not for Sukrupa. One woman, and a dedicated team of about twenty teachers, artists and cooks (the children get regular, nutritious meals at the school). This is the kind of visible, life-enabling difference that one person can make. This is Krupa's calling.

Take a look at Sukrupa and consider sponsoring a child or supporting the school: Tell three others about it as well, and bring the future that so many of us already have to those who, for a simple lack of someone telling that child that "you matter in this world" will otherwise never know it.

Christmas Brunch in the the Claridges garden

Had a SPECTACULAR brunch in the garden of the Claridges Hotel in downtown Delhi. What a great event - kids' activities, with Santas ranging from the great folks at Family Vision to an almost creepy (think "Carnival Santa") masked Santa that turned out to be a big hit.

The brunch itself was incredible, and the day was an amazing 75 degrees, clear and sunny. Santas, carolers and a super-swank Indian family that ended up inviting us to a wedding later next month. What a holiday! Took a quick stop in the Aura, the Claridge's lounge, where they serve over 75 different premium vodkas.

Most  amazing, however, Broch "misplaced" his new Titan "Dog Tags" watch literally on Christmas day. (You can see the chain in the photo.) The Hotel's Mr. Amit Metha took it on himself to find Broch's watch. After searching over night, the watch was found in the garden area where Broch had been sword fighting with other kids, and with Santa himself. Hey, the gifts were already delivered so the consequences of any "mishap" involving Santa and the swords were evidently less worrisome than 24 hours prior. Our sincere thanks to Mr. Metha, and to everyone at the Claridges Hotel for one of the most magical Christmas holidays on record.    

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Our Nightmare Before Christmas

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For Christmas eve dinner we've come to one of Broch's favorite restaurants: The Living Room in Hauz Kas Village. They've got holiday specialty cocktails (my "Mistltoe" is an appletini with fresh apple pulp, yum) and they're screening "The Nightmare Before Christmas" on the wall of the dining room while Broch enjoys his lasagne bolognese. Christmas in India is working out pretty well so far.

The Neighborhood Pups

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About 2 blocks from our flat there is a litter of puppies that we visit regularly. Their mother is, I believe, a street dog that lives in these people's front yard.

The distinction seems to be that if a dog is truly a "pet" it wears a wool doggie coat and is walked twice daily by a staff member (usually a dude) with a stick in his hand - reportedly to beat off any street dogs who may approach (jealous of the plaid coat perhaps?) This mother dog does as she pleases throughout the day.

The homeowners have put out blankets in the shade of the trees and set out a number of water bowls. They have even put collars on 4 of the 5 puppies, and bandaged up one little female who got too close to a car and broke her leg. The little things are hilarious and they sure brighten our day.

Delhi Driving: So Glad I Don't Have to Do It

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Broch and I are heading down to a place called Araveli Retreat in the far suburbs of Delhi. It's rush hour right now, so it will take us over an hour, I believe.

The bad thing about rush hour is the obvious - tons of motocycles, buses, cars and bicycles crammed together within inches of each others' bumpers. The good thing about it is that it slows everybody down a little. Drivers are aggressive here - granted they need to be, like in any giant metropolis. But some things make me have to just keep my eyes down on my paper and not think about the process too much. We've spent more time on the opposite side of the yellow line here in India, I think, than my whole life in the States (yes, even after being a colllege student in Texas). Often times red lights are merely treated as a suggestion.


Then there is my own annoying preoccupation with rules of the road and driver saftey. Forget worrying about who has the right of way -it's whoever is bigger and/or faster. And notice the rear view mirror in this photo - it's been this way in every car I've ridden in: Instead of being lined up so that the driver can see what's appproaching from behind, it's lined up to be  reflecting *my* image to the driver at all times. Every time I've looked up this morning there has been a pair of brown eyes looking back at me. Now maybe it's a customer service thing. Maybe he's making sure that the customer is always comfortable and content (or hasn't fled the vehicle in terror....) Who knows. I just know my high school driver's ed teacher would have a fit.

The Red Shawl

Broch bought a red shawl in Rajasthan. He loves it. Shawls are really useful here in India as temperatures vary; it's a sort of a universal garment). The brilliant color makes a great photo accent as well.

 

The Taj is breathtaking - really no other word for it. We visited at 6:30am, as the sun was rising and clearing the mist away. We also visit Fatehpur Sikri and Agra Fort. The scale of these national monuments is inspiring.

 

Our son Broch is enrolled in Leander (Austin, TX) Independent School District's International Baccalaureate Program. Broch has been able to spend extended time in India, where he is learning to respect all people, places, and religions.

 

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