Mathura Dhobi remembers his wedding day as a joyous, festive occasion. A band was playing. Everyone was dancing. Mathura sat on a wooden stool during the ceremony, next to...
Water. Tasteless. Odorless. Colorless. You can see right through it. So when you have it in abundance, it’s easy to, well, look right past it, to take it for granted, in fact.
Walking into the CARE supported clinic in Pariang, I see a little girl with edema – her belly is swollen because she hasn’t got enough to eat. It’s been a long time since I’...
Ever since the earthquake Yam worries about losing her unborn child
Sameer is the English teacher in his village in Gorkha. He worries about his students’ psychological well-being after the two big earthquakes.