Latest essay · 14 September 2026
Do Shadows Speak?
Do shadows speak? I think mine does. It follows me everywhere. In my room. In...
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Dr. Amrita Vohra
Almost thirty years in education: teacher, principal, researcher and author, now COO and Director Education at GEMS Education, India. A PhD in English Literature, a Bharatanatyam dancer and a theatre professional, she writes here about classrooms, children, and the quiet moments in between.
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“It laughs with me and cries too... This stayed with me… Strangely, weirdly, it's loyal. I am small. I am simple. I am not stupid....That is…”Simi Sawhney on Do Shadows Speak?