Sammy’s red pencil box was unhappy. All the objects inside it were constantly fighting and driving it and Sammy crazy. They screamed and argued, raved and ranted, through the day. “Why are you erasing ...

It was nothing but some new notebooks, pen, pencils, compass box that brought a smile on the face of the less fortunate kids of Ulhasnagar. Most of such children live in slums in the absence of basic ...