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Hey folks! Greetings from Kheda Location’s DTP Team. A big THANK YOU to all of you for all your love, support and for reposting our cartoons so much that they found their way back to us. Really shows how connected we are as a Gandhi Fellowship community. This is Jazreen Deboo (from Bombay) and Sagar Malik (from Haryana) who have come together to tell our fellowship story. Turns out its not just our story, its yours too!   We are Batch XI fellows who joined the fellowship last year and feel it really changed our lives. Here in Gujarat, we have taken inspiration from tea – an integral part of our daily survival. Two years of the fellowship will pass us by in the blink of an eye and you must drink the tea while it is still hot. (And keep good relations with Gujarati chai wallahs, you never know). So come and join us as we recall our journey so far. Find out if Gandhi fellowship is our cup of tea.  तो शुरू करे चाय पे चर्चा?   We met our entire team at PSL in June and we were so overwhelmed by the diversity of fellows in one campus. “Diversity is about embracing differences and recognizing that amazing things are possible when it’s woven into an organization’s culture.” Here’s what we think a Gandhi Fellow is made of:   Join us one day and live the life of a DTP Fellow: Phew, tough day! Being a fellow involves going through a roller coaster of emotions. Check out some feelings of Sagar and Jaz through their journey so far. Dealing with the realities of a dynamic field Come end of the month .. Pleasant surprises .. Reflections Stakeholder Management Uh oh .. Kyunki ek accident toh banta hai .. Winner Winner Chicken Dinner .. No place for the slow and steady here .. Aaj jaane ki zidd na karo .. Can’t explain, you really have to feel this one: And during this fellowship ride of ups and downs, you’re bound to learn a lot of new things about yourself, the development sector and the country we live in. This journey of self change to system change will allow you to open your mind and expand your horizons to explore depths of yourself that you never imagined possible. From Classroom Immersion to Vipassana, from Field Support to Village Immersion and many more processes that will mold your way to being a valuable citizen of India. Here are some things Jaz & Sagar have learned so far (other than multiple Baal Geets): The importance of data, understanding the need of the community and empathizing with the stakeholder. The District is our lab – a place to try new ideas, innovate and reinvent processes and experiences. Breaking linear patterns of thinking and exploring creative solutions and ways of working in the system. Leaving your home and venturing into a new district far away will break your bubble and expose you to the realities of rural India. How well are you coping with this? With great innovation comes great risk. सबका मंगल हो A small “Thank You” or “Good Job” goes a long way .. (Hail Ufra 😀 ) There is no “I” in TEAM Its okay to screw up sometimes .. But whatever you do make sure you’re always making great memories! That’s all from us! See you all later over our next cup of tea!  

The globetrotter in me has decided to take a break. Its time for a new adventure, a different approach and an altered way of life. For the next two years, I am shifting base from my home in the urban metropolis Mumbai to a rural district in Gujarat – Kheda. I’m embracing this change with a mission in mind. I have become a part of the Gandhi Fellowship Programme. The programme helps youngsters like me enter the development sector to strive towards making a difference and empowering the backward sections of our country. Our project – Rural Education. Some might say I have walked into this scene blindly. With no experience, no concrete plans for the future and having never lived away from home. To those people I would like to say, have a little faith and join me in my journey (through this blog) from the City of Dreams to making some dreams come true. For now, I have said my Good Byes. Good Bye to my city and my beloved college. Good Bye to my friends. Good Bye to my protective father, my mother (and her silly jokes) and my brother who now has a room all to himself. As I write this piece, seated in the 12955 Mumbai to Jaipur Super-Fast Express on my way to the Pink City (for my training course), I am surrounded by the usual scene one would find in an Indian long-distance train. Families and their home-cooked meals, children jumping from berth to berth and every passenger over 15 glued to the screens of their smartphones. Four year olds playing at a seat next to mine: “Stone .. Paper .. Shijur” The vernacular pronunciation of the word ‘scissor’ has given me my first taste of North India. (South Bombay kids will get this.) A journey like this, even without getting out of the train can expose you to a variety of cultures just by the people who board at every station. Every passenger brings with them their own sense of style, language and sensitivity. A group of men, all strangers before they met on train are now having a partly-hushed, partly-loud conversation about ‘Modiji’ – a common topic for conversation run up to the 2019 election while their wives and the older folk snooze occasionally, keeping an eye on the children. My father sits across from me, taking some business calls. I am a silent observer, with no judgements just taking it all in. Every character in my story from here will be a brand new one. I know no one and nothing. Every scene in my life henceforth is going to be a surprise even for me. And that brings me some excitement. Stay tuned for more. #GFPDiaries #ThoughtsOfAFellow #CityGirl #UrbanToRural #MissingMumbai #KissingKheda #Bombye #GFPDiaries #MyChronicles

One With All The Answers Inside a classroom or outside of it, hands raised or put down, questions asked or not; didn’t matter because I was always the one with all the answers. The one who knew it all. Whether you wanted it or not I was ready with all the answers, not all spoken out loudly but it was all there in my mind. I knew it all or maybe I thought I did. I thought I could take on life as it came and turn it my way because you know I know it all until recently when I find myself at a short of words let alone answers. Life was getting on track, I was trying to establish my footing, work was getting in line and if I had stayed things would have been very comfortable and settled by now but the heart wants what it wants and in a very dramatic manner I let my heart take over my mind and turn my life upside down. Very pompously and I must say with a large pinch of arrogance I threw away the prospects of a millennial future in lieu of uncertainties and a faint hopeless hope of being “the change you want to see in the world” (not a romantic at heart but I did just say that, see the uncertainties have already gotten onto me). I was looking for questions to answer because why not, after all I was one with all the answers. Just one and a half month into this fellowship and my head has been set straight and here I am not giving but seeking answers. When I had joined I had more confidence than blood in my body and now I see myself craving for even a glimpse of that old self. I had come here certain of myself but the ways of life have thrown me off-guard. The prospective nation builder in me was more than overwhelmed when I got to see the nation so up and close, a nation I knew to exist in books and stories but now am very much a part of. The nation that’s not in the delivery range of Zomato and Swiggy but serves tales, food and love enough to fill your stomach and satiate your soul. I had heard a lot that this journey of two years changes who you are and I thought how could it because you know!!! And here I have already started to shed away parts of me and transition into I do not even know what. Travelling to places I surely wouldn’t have otherwise both in this physical space and spiritual, finding hope in odd looking faces, tapping to my own tunes and quoting revolutionaries, at this point in time I cannot even fathom where am I headed to? You know what? I am no longer the one with all the answers and it doesn’t me any happier but it doesn’t make me sad either and somehow and I do not know high but I sleep lighter at nights, this journey of self-discovery is giving me the strength to push through my dark days. I feel my pit burning, burning with the hunger of knowledge, after a very long period; hunger to know myself and the other better, to put more life in my breaths…. Not all days are shiny and bright but the will to push through dark days towards better ones is getting stronger and Chico that’s enough progress for now, I guess!