My mom is working in an NGO for the last 20 years and she is into teaching the slum children. Well that requires a lot of effort and she has to invent newer ways of teaching. While I was in ma school days I used to get ma mom her lesson plans fulfilled in various ways according to the topics assigned and choosen by them. One day I came across this job of writing a poem for the school children to preach the world for river cleaning and singing for it. I can recall that poem as it was special to me "My Dear Yamuna, I am Thy Krishna"...and it was ma first poem. From there onwards I d more...
