You will leave my hands after I learn to walk..

5^th October 2015; Monday, Kanwarpura village

Kar na moh, pathik hoon mein akela..

Chalta jaa raha hoon, na ghar na basera

"you wont come back after your work is finished.. you will forget us too.. and never would remember us.. no one has ever come to us..to ask about us... " she swallowed a gulp and her voice was choking up. This was just after a single day spent with her, shadowing her through the village trying to understand her work and challenges. "No one ever came .. " and whenever they came they came with a purpose, not to ask what you do..how you do.. and how you exceed the work that is originally assigned to you.. a day build you so much of faith, confidence and bonding that they want me to come to home, have food, join in their festivals.. and more. On my way back i was wondering how these ASHA's strive with minimal or no motivation at all, still working towards ensuring a better healthcare for the villagers. Or is it a common with all people working in the govt sector..!! Their inner zeal dies a silent death by lack of nourishment of kind words and motivation. An then it makes me ask myself..would we be able to give smiles to the strained faces.