Dr Madhumita Puri warns us that once she gets started, she wont stop talkingabout her school and her children. And, pleasantly enough, she keeps her word. At first,her enthusiasm might seem a little misplaced considering the debilitating mentaldisabilities of her wards, but you soon discover that for her they are as capable ofchanging their destiny as anybody else. This ones a little traumatised becausehis father has recently remarried...its something of an ultimate betrayal forhim, she says, ruffling the hair of a young boy whos trying to make a shoppingbag out of an old newspaper using glue. Deepak was a bit unmanageable when he firstcame here, she says of another as she pushes his errant foot off a padded chair.And Anjali here is one of our student-teachers, she says, looking towards ayoung girl who is transferring her weaving skills to Deepak. I first met Taran whenhe was just a few months old. And I have literally seen him grow, she says, pointingtowards another teenager struggling to shred old newspapers along with a bunch of otherkids.