Some expat friends of mine here in Bangalore volunteer their time at a local orphanage and this weekend I joined them for the first time.
As we drove out to their property on the outskirts of Bangalore, it was interesting to see how much development is happening. Where there once would have been small villages, they are now merged together and line a road that has gone from a single dirt track to a wide bitumen road in just a few short years. Buildings lie in crumbling heaps of concrete and people’s livelihoods have been moved on to provide the necessary space.
The orphanage was started more than 20 years ago by one man who had found a starving 2 year old thrown in a rubbish bin. From one man, one room and one boy, they have grown to 85 boys, 3 carers and a large complex.