Prakash was
one of the 32 adivasi kids, the first batch, who came to stay and learn at the
Adharshila Learning Centre in 1998. I still remember him in his green shirt and
knickers, sucking his thumb. Dark, short with bright eyes.
His flair
for things mechanical came to the fore when we were going on a trip and found
that the zip of our handbag was broken. Promptly some one in the crowd ( which
was a permanent feature in the verandah, more so...
