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Leprosy cannot stop Seema; she climbs higher up the academic ladder

Sandra Vischer, the American writer once said, “The woman who is my best friend, my teacher, my everything: Mom.”

Seema also would say the same thing about her mother. Seema belongs to a shepherd community in Amravati district of Maharashtra. Amravati is endowed with grasslands and meadows, a veritable haven for grazing. Even as a child, Seema used to accompany her mother when she took their cattle for grazing. In the warm afternoons, they used to lie down under the lush canopy of ancient trees near the edge of the forest while her mother sang lullabies, the ambience of which she cherishes even now.

Gaganand goes back to being his playful happy self

For the 13-year-old Gaganand, life was all about playing with friends. His days were filled with frolic and loads of fun. He loved playing cricket with his friends. But one day, two years ago, all this came to an abrupt end.

Gaganand was studying in Class 3 at that time. His mother, Savita Raju Rathore, noticed a discoloured patch on his body. As there was no sensation on the patch, she thought something was amiss and took him to the local doctor, who diagnosed him with leprosy.

A reconstructive surgery that brought back smiles on Shilpa’s face

“I was scared and my future seemed bleak. There was no hope,” says twenty-one-year-old Shilpa Rauteke, recalling the time she was diagnosed with leprosy three years ago. Shilpa developed patches on her hand and went to the local PHC for treatment.

It doesn’t take much time for fortunes to change

Meet Akash Rambhau Devlkar, a 22-year-old young man from Nandgaon, in Wardha district of Maharashtra.

Akash’s father was affected by leprosy and because of delayed diagnosis of the disease, he had a deformity. Because of the deformity, he could not work, and this has put the family’s day-to-day living in jeopardy. Akash wanted to make something of his life and give a good life to his parents.

When some doors open, they open wide

Ever since Sangita came to her husband, Yashwant Bawanekar’s house in Solamoh, in Amravati district of Maharashtra, she felt ill at ease. Having come from a small family, her husband’s large family of seven members was too much for her – it robbed her of the solitude which she savoured much.