It comes as a surprise even to me but all the memories I have of the glorious years at The Mother’s International School start with food. In the beginning of the winter, the Ashram would harvest fresh carrots and radishes. These would be sold at recess, sliced through along their length and then seasoned […]
Memories
It‘s been 25 years of passing out of school. The deluge of fond memories and emotions that this sentence brings out cannot be fully expressed in words. It is like climbing on a cliff and pausing to look back what you have left behind… and you see clearly all the footholds of your life that […]
