For the last couple of days, a few of my friends and I have been trying to organize a fund raiser where we could raise around Rs 1,50,000 as donations in our effort to distribute quilts/blankets to the destitutes residing on the Delhi streets. We named it Blanket of Relief.
For the same cause, we had been on the lookout to partner with a couple of NGOs who would help us reach the last mile. That is, we needed someone who had the experience to distribute the blankets to ones who need them. On top of that, we also needed a NGO to handle the donations that came in, to keep the system transparent and instill faith in the hearts of the donors.
On one such conversation, I managed to come across a NGO who showed a lot of interest in partnering with us, and furthering our cause. But, there was a twist. Apparently, the cause we were fighting for, was not the cause they were interested in. They were the ones who looked after solving administration and water problems for the poor. And hence, in their bid to help us, the Director of the NGO suggested us to present a fake invoice for water pumps, and also furnish fake images of new water pumps being installed, so that he could show it in his books that the money that got collected were used in installing water pumps in water ridden areas.
This blog is basically a chronicle of my life, and my emotions, since the time I first left home, in search of the oblivion, in quest of my ultimate goal. This blog has a lot of my memories that still manages to churn out a plethora of emotions within me, every time I wade through the cobwebs of my memory. While I was just a little teenager when I started with it, today I am in the transition phase of being a man of my own stature. And the journey still continues.
