Snehalaya – JustGiving

Hi everyone,

I made a JustGiving page in preperation for going to India next year in August. It seems really far away right now but I’m sure after the new year things will happen quickly!

My JustGiving page

I’ll try to keep the page really up to date. The first confirmed fundraising event is an absail down my university’s tallest building in April! I want to organize lots of other events too.

Have a lovely festive few weeks everyone, eat lots of food and relax wherever you are



bicycle spokes

talk of knitting needles forged from bicycle wheels’ spokes in Nairobi

her stories repeat and consume me wholly

her intonation changes,
if only I had a brain which could contain more than just fragments
of multiple languages I’ve experienced in depth
I cannot accept that she accepts her own mortality
perhaps I’m naive, selfish
but stories are told with such fond vitality
illustrating a city in vivid sounds, shades and scents
decades distance our post scarcity
a different kind of abundance
unquenchable and skewed
limitless wants, normalized greed
she reads and watches over and over
society drowning in itself
flooding our home
as she becomes weary of the next ones’s motives
I anger as they dilute her trust
there is such vitality
the stories repeat
repeat and consume me wholly
my only reference
beautiful accounts in broken English
dappled in Gujarati
seasoned with Swahili
embellished with pride.


Cocooned in structure

So fragile

Prone to rupture

Your sense of entitlement remains solid

Embedded like the foundations of your home

Permanent as the tangible entities


Your self-proclaimed success

Why do we crave security?

Does summer not follow spring each year?

We cocoon ourselves in structure


Therefore, fragile

Unforgivingly prone to rupture

Restrictive routines ripped at the seams

No entitlement with which to lean on

Once stripped bare

Of self-constructed layers upon layer

We are as vulnerable

And as free as we dare