The Best of @JatinKiDuniya

This is the story that questioned my purpose to live. I was all shaken by the ugly truth. I just felt hopeless about it. And has the curosity and guts to change it and to make some difference. But how ! That troubled and pissed me off. I was doing campaigning on street children. And before that the research shocked me. Abuse, child labour , gender discrimination, health , homelessness and poverty are all the problems of street children. Abuse- Abuse leaves children emotionally scattered. Research says that many children even refuse to speak for months because of the trauma faced by them. Child labour-In jaipur, a common job is rag picking .children under 6 yrs old are found doing such jobs. Gender discrimination-The problem is worse in conservative rajasthan than anywhere else in india. Many babies are aborted or deliberately neglected simply because they are girls. The traditional place of the woman is in the home and so many parents amd children consider education for girls to

When I have to talk about the time that brought a big change in my life.. I only remember the incidents and a time that passed but still has a great impact on my life. And has taught me the lesson and has changed me completely. Obesity ! We Indians are well known for it. Junk! was my only weakness during my schooling.Whether it was short break or long, I used to only wat to hog food.Chips, samosa, dhokla, frankies, burgers, pizzas , cakes , cookies were all my favorite. I .I was always hungry. I was too obese for my height. People, friends, relatives all used to make fun of me. People used to stare at me wherever I went. Kids found me weird. I just found people laughing and making jokes on me wherever I went. I never found clothes of my choice in my size. I used to not fit on a bench. But I never really cared. I lived my life according to me. I did what I really loved which was to exercise my mouth muscles and kept on eating. I loved to draw and just drew pictures of food. Punjabi ,