Hiding behind a large concrete wall at the end of a series of narrow alleyways, it was, I thought, an unlikely place to find a homeless shelter. I walked in,
Meet Afzal: aspiring pilot/actor/dancer/doctor, fluent in 4 languages, owner of a ridiculously charming smile, and, most importantly, my Tamil teacher.
I met him, about three weeks ago, on my
We, the Fellows, spent the first days of our 10 month journey in Delhi for Orientation.
What, exactly, were we oriented to? For some, it was an orientation to India.