Letters from India 

Letters from India 

Letters from India  Poverty and violence are woven into the stories of Anita, Chinnama, and Ruphina. At times, their gazes are tired. In their trembling voices you can hear their pride to have made it; to have regained a hope that seemed to have faded under the weight...

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No choice but to leave

No choice but to leave

No choice but to leave Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Time flows unjustly, unstoppable, in front of one's eyes. A few hours to leave everything behind, a few hours to survive. Do not hesitate, it could cost your life. A few minutes of terror can change everything when a...

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A Sunday appointment: where the dark ends and hope begins

A Sunday appointment: where the dark ends and hope begins

A recurring appointment every Sunday.  Every Sunday, the spoken word of God at Mass is like a flame that warms the hearts and souls, keeping alive the hope of an entire family that has lost everything. In dark moments during the COVID-19 pandemic, Catherine does not...

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Being homeless: the sound of a door slammed shut

Being homeless: the sound of a door slammed shut

At what age do people become homeless?  Sean's story reminds us how, unfortunately, finding oneself without a home can happen to anyone when you least expect it. For him, the sound of a door closing behind him made him realize that he had lost everything he had built...

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A heartbeat lasting an eternity

A heartbeat lasting an eternity

In the middle of the sea, a father and a four-year-old girl huddle together on a small boat that won’t stop letting water in. A father, who doesn't give up even though his world, his family, and the doctors seem to have abandoned him to his fate: Kadija, the little...

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An ugly ‘mask’

An ugly ‘mask’

An ugly ‘mask’* Some people wear masks. But you wouldn’t know it at the time. This is the story of a young girl on a bus, full of dreams and hopes for the future. A moment later, she finds herself in a spiral of violence and pain with little hope of escape. Deceived...

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Kneading hope: the smell of a new home

Kneading hope: the smell of a new home

Sometimes, it's the simplest things that allow us to move forward, push through, and face life's challenges. You catch a scent in the kitchen: it's Ana lovingly baking a cake for her children. It’s a small gesture that brings hope to her two kids in a moment of...

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In a labyrinth with no exit, I lost my hope, my life

In a labyrinth with no exit, I lost my hope, my life

The smoke of drugs, the buzz of alcohol, sex and rock’n’roll. Vincent doesn't think, Vincent feels free, Vincent has fun. The days pass and unfold like domino tiles, impossible to stop. The fun quickly gives way to suffering, pain, and an emptiness that continues to...

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