Well. So the bitter-sweet journey comes to an end. SEWA today and Delhi, a week later. SEWA left me with absolutely no time on my plate to venture out in the unnamed streets of Delhi, which I'd have loved best. It was venturing in the slums this time, which I love no less. From appalling stories to inspirational women, all of which and whom, I am apologetic about being unable to document in entirety. I'll try to reproduce the best bits of my sojourn here. Firstly, yesterday being my last day with my field staff, it was heartwarming. Never knew there would be such profound attachment to them and that it'd be similarly reciprocated. From wet eyes to memorabilia, I have efficiently soaked it all in to last a lifetime!

Working in an environment that seems oppressed to me, I've learnt a lot more in these three months than I could have ever done in three years. I've met more people than I have met in the past twenty years of my life. And vivid personalities. With a plethora of diverse opinions all originating mainly from their repressed circumstances. Poverty is not a very pleasant thing, indeed. Worse is apathy. And even worse is that we function on apathy. And something I would acknowledge here is that it was fabulous working in the slums, for the people and with the field staff i worked with but my experiences with the organization have been particularly bitter. I do not approve of a lot of their functional structures the sole motive of which is to mint profit at the cost of ignorance of the slum dwellers. As a women's organization, the tab on women's clothing just seemed absurd to me and more pointless was the reason they chose to provide. But nevermind. Maybe I'll criticize them some other day. Right now, I only wish to share that these months, I'd carry with me forever for all they've imparted to me. Without their knowledge, I am taking a slice of all the lives I've shared my life with. Unintentionally, they too might have carried a slice of my life with them.

There's a lot to pen down but less time to articulate it into words. For now, I leave you with just the vibrancy and vividness we encounter and acknowledge. And sometimes, overlook.