Om Mane Padme Hum: It’s never quiet in this cheerful playground called the Hope Camp. As I entered the premises I was met by two lovely girls, Dabuti and Dolma. Such innocent and lively girls so blissfully happy. They hopped around taking me by the hand and introducing me to every curious person. Each resident has poignant stories to share about the earthquake- but I’m keeping the stories and tales for another day.
As I walk around I peep into the lives of characters from all walks of life- the oldest “Ma”in the camp is 92 and the youngest is five day old ruddy and healthy Kevin , there are handmade dolls stuffed in the tailor’s makeshift work shop, a sombre nook – the prayer room that looks like a “ Lashem “ the prayer rooms that we keep at home and an unmistakable, beaming and emotional Sangita Einhaus- the soul behind the Camp Hope.
Nakera Sherpa ,Bati Sherpa, Pema Tamang, Lati Sherpa and Tashi Sherpa and Sumi Tamang : “looking dapper – with their new power glasses after a thorough eye test and treatment .
Bati Sumi and Tashi : Posing with power glasses after the appointment with the optician.
A bundle of joy!
Foot loose! Children shake a leg in the camp