"My father is the Postman of this village. With a humble salary of 165 rupees he raised four children, and gave them basic education and good values. I left Khati for a small job in Surat. It broke my self-confidence and took away my dignity. I returned back to my roots to find respect and love. You might forget home but fortunately home never forgets you.”
-Durga, 30 Inspired by his story, we decided to draw the portrait of his father on the wall of his house.