I woke up late today, on 13th June, the 4th day of my Internship. I had not received any message from my supervisor regarding the location of the visit. I called him, asked him for an update and I got the answer that I'll have to come to the office instead. I got ready and left for Chhatarpur.

The train is always crammed 8-10 am, but the AC in this heat makes it tolerable.

Exiting Chhatarpur metro station and heading for a van, I saw a van going to Jonapur. The driver was quite stressed that there was "traffic accumulating". When the van was filled with 10 passengers including me, he took a different path than the usual Mandi road, to escape traffic. Immediately I observed the uncontrollable anger issues that the person had and the nicotine addiction. The swearing at another driver in a car was hilarious yet kind of annoying at the same time, road rage differs from person to person and this man had the most interesting one I had ever encountered. He asked the passengers for 5 rupees extra for taking a shorter non-traffic path.

When a passenger had only 18 rs instead of 20, he swore at that passenger too. Upon giving the driver a 500 rupees note, he pressed the gas pedal but I asked him to stop. He was getting angry at me too, though because I talked carefully he didn't fight. In the end, the passenger had gotten change for 500 from a shop and handed him the money. I figured he was just trying to get the 20 rs as fast as possible or instead get the 500 note(if the passengers were passive).

I got off at my stop and head inside the NGO, signing the entry register.

I kept my bag where I sat. Hadi was already there and was scrolling the internet. Hadi's supervisor had not come to the office yesterday and instead was in the field. Today she met with him. It was late for me, so I immediately went to get the chai. I was greeted with a single cup of chai by a smiling Pappu Singh, the kitchen worker who is in charge of the chai. I took a sip and headed downstairs with it. I told my supervisor that I would prepare for the field visit by going through material, stories, and activities for the children. He agreed as I must prepare for the field.

In a while, I was given the entire case file of a child who had behavior issues and later, TB. The file contained every bit of relevant information on the background of the child, the diagnosis, and the casework sessions. I was asked to make a story of the case, a sort of case study that is brief and contains all the important points of the intervention and outcome. I spent a couple of hours carefully reading the honestly, scattered writing of the document and then writing the case study. It felt as if the case was documented by someone who is a child, although that is not possible as it is confidential and the staff are adults. Hadi was also given a smaller and better-written case file.

I finished the case study first and sent it to Shareef. He responded with a "Well written 👍", although he was sitting literally behind me in a cubicle. It was appreciated, so I stood up and thanked him. Hadi was instead explained how to write it better.

The rest of the day went by, reading a book and listening to music.

We left the NGO at 5 and commuted back home with a crammed van and a crammed train. I feel sorry for the individual sitting by me in the van as they are always squished in a way that reminds me of theatre performances. Can't complain about the metro commute.