Africa gets in your blood

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It was another afternoon around town, from a market we visited to get those beautiful quirky materials – chitenge, if I spell it right. It was hot, alright. The windows in the taxi were rolled down, and I let the wind mess with my hair. I wanted to take it all in, because I was supposed to be flying away soon.   “Africa gets in your blood” an old man said. He was sitting in the front, looking straight ahead. It was unusually quiet for a taxi ride in Zambia, but he must’ve noticed my sad smile. That’s all he […]

Help Get Christine a Home

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Hello, everyone. I spent my summer in Zambia, teaching in a community school. That’s where I met Christine. She is 20 years old, likes to draw, has tremendous amount of swag. She also has cognitive impairment due to birth complications and other childhood neglect. She has lived in poverty and despair most her life, and the doctor we took her to suspected child abuse in her past. She takes shelter with her ailing mother in an abandoned bar, and they struggle for having a meal.  We managed to get her admitted into a special needs school – which focuses on […]

Lessons from Africa

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It’s been months since I’ve left the red African soil (thanks for ruining half my wardrobe, by the way) and I’m still not over it. Every single time someone asks me about my trip, or I see a feature on TV, or when I hear the President Lungu talk – God, do I detest him – I go right back to those five weeks. It wasn’t just my first time travelling to Africa, it was my first time travelling alone. And when your tickets are messed up, your vaccinations are a tad bit delayed, your visa situation is tricky, you […]


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Lately Saturday nights have been going rather slow. Instead of spending time with the best people on Earth, I do statistics in class and then end up collapsing in bed when I get home. Saturday night, and I’m nauseous because I might have had bad food. Also, I’m miserable. I knew that I would have to get on with life after Zambia, that it wasn’t permanent. It was supposed to be a trip to open my eyes and experience the world, and experience the world I did. I was free and happy, I was content. I knew I was making […]

Less than 24 hours

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This time tomorrow, I’ll be at Johannesburg. Time flies by. I’m not yet ready to leave, and the feeling hasn’t hit me yet. I threw a small party for my kids at school and got them treats, and danced with those toddlers. I hugged them and took about 100 selfies with everyone, because why not? I met Christine and saw her in her school uniform, so excited to finally be able to learn.                                    Her mother started crying to me, and told me “You’re […]

Stars, secrets and safaris

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There’s some things I wish I could put on the internet. Those poetic, perfect little moments that are milestones in my life, the things I will cherish forever. Those things I will be nostalgic about, those bitter-sweet butterflies in my stomach. But not everything is meant to go according to my will, and for the sake of others, those will remain secret with me. In other news, since the Indian Passport is so weak and we don’t get visa on arrival for most countries, I couldn’t go to Botswana with the others. It kind of sucked, but being the stubborn […]


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Most my week was spent with Christine, and it worked. We got her into a special school, and she’s going to be funded by the school itself. We got it done. The actual process itself was tedious. Government hospitals in Zambia are a lot like those back home – least amount of facilities, lazy staff, crazy levels of bureaucracy. This particular Doctor named Gongo absolutely refused to work, no matter how much I tried to explain to him the desperate situation we were in. The psychiatric department had no facilities, the doctors there had no electricity in their cabins. There […]

A rather eventful week

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My second last week in Zambia and it breaks my heart into a million little pieces at try and come to terms with the fact. But it has been a week rather interesting and important, since I learned a few lessons along they way. And it’s just Thursday. Marshall is not a problem anymore (shoutout to you, you know it’s you) and that’s great. Saturday was a rather dead night at Fez, so I went to Fairmont, but I was so drunk by then that all I did do was sit and have some interesting conversations. It’s funny how all […]

Adrenaline mornings

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Sunday was the day four of us decided to be suicidal. The Victoria Falls bungee jump is infamous for its accident, where a girl’s bungee cord snapped and she plunged into the Zambezi, and had to drag herself and the equipment to the bank of the river. She was lucky, though, for in November, the currents aren’t as bad as they are now. What did we decide to do after hearing about the accident? We decided to take the combo pack, and try our luck thrice on the same day. I had asked the doctor if I could bungee jump […]

I survived a cheetah attack

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Friday night (as per the norm) was clubbing. We went to two places, and got surrounding by men, forcing us to leave the place at around 2 am. I was hungover, and not in the mood to do anything. Nevertheless, we’d booked the lion and cheetah walk, and had to go. It was just Adrian and I at the walk, and it was pretty cool. I wore one of my favourite dresses for the photos, and carried my camera because I’d never seen a lion outside the zoo, much less touch one. It was a small little group that was […]