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We returned to the hostel where the children were playing on wasteland nearby. For the remainder of the day, we decided to take them to a local temple, zoo and park. These were over an hour's drive away, and the children only got to visit when foreigners visited, as Kiran and Rag couldn't afford to take them on the current budget.
After a typically Indian journey with a jeep and a mini bus packed full of the children and some of the helpers, we arrived at the temples. After a quick look around we went into the shade to eat. The lunch, typical of what the children often ate, was flavoured rice. Kiran explained that they could not afford meat, but made sure the children had vegetables every day. The children loved the day out and we took the opportunity of the journey back to talk to Kiran more about the hostel.
Kira and Rag make sure the children are fed and clothed and have shelter. They make sure they go to school and get a good education. They are kind, generous, warm hearted people, who could not have children of their own, so chose to devote their lives to helping children who are desperately in need.
I was humbled by the generosity and selflessness of Kira and Rag, and I am committed to help them to improve the lives of the children in their care.
Mark Hopkinson - Director of Operations, The Kapporet Trust
We arrived at what appeared to be a small terraced house at approximately 8.00pm. What made this house different was the row of smiling children looking excitedly over the wall which surrounded the flat roof of the house.
We were invited up some narrow concrete steps to the roof, and ushered over to 2 chairs. The 23 or so children were all sat cross- legged on the flat concrete roof of the house, with only a candle to light up the dark night.
Kira and Rag welcomed us to the hostel, and the children came to greet us one by one, introducing themselves in well spoken English, by stating their name, age and school year. The children then insisted on dancing or performing their chosen talents for us for the next hour, until we insisted they should get some sleep. We had to promise we would visit them the next morning before they would let us leave.
In the morning we returned, and I was surprised how small the hostel was. It was just a small building on the roof of a house, where there was a small kitchen, one other small room which the children could just fit into when sitting, one latrine-style toilet and a tap and bucket to wash with.
Kiran explained how the boys would sleep on the concrete floor, and the girls would sleep on the floor of her house for safety. There was no door on the building to keep the boys safe at night.
We spent some time playing with the children before visiting Kira and Rag's home, the headquarters of the APTSS. The house was a single storey terrace, with one small room at the front, and two further rooms behind the first. A porch area had been converted into a makeshift office. In the house lived Kiran, Rag, Rag's elderly mother. The girls from the hostel would spend the night on the floor. Again, there was one latrine-style toilet, a tap and a bucket to wash with.
We spent time reviewing the APTSS accounts, which showed donations from other charities which we had been previously aware of, and also clearly showed where the money had been spent. There was evidence that these had been reviewed by Indian authorities each year.