About Sankalp
Information about the organization in general
Abhivyakti - The Annual Sankalp Magazine
Abhivyakti means "manifestation of the self" or expressing one's ideas and opinions. Abhivyakti means expression.
We chose this name for the Sankalp Annual Magazine. A collection of articles from donors, volunteers and well wishers, this magazine tries to encapsulate entire Sankalp in a few pages.
Many of us observed that it is very difficult for people who are not actively participating to stay tuned to the music of Sankalp. Thus this magazine has been designed as a magic potion to expose the world of Sankalp to you.
How do we reward people at Sankalp?
For all of you who thought that there are no rewards for working hard in Sankalp, here is the big story. I am about to reveal to you the truth that was kept somewhat hidden so far. Only those who actually received the benefits know about it so far. If a person is working really hard for Sankalp, then what does he get? Consider the situation in which a Volunteer pushes against the limits to get a work done. The Volunteer puts in his/her heart and soul to realize the target.
With Big Hopes Comes Big Responsibility
After a Joyous, well organized and successful celebration of Sankalp 4th anniversary, the one thought that is constantly popping in my mind is: With big hopes comes big responsibility. In the span of 4 year Sankalp has grown from 4 to 4000, a group of student to youth and from a College to Bangalore. Sankalp was born with a dream and has shared it's dream with others. Today the dream of Sankalp is a dream of thousands of people. Sankalp has given the people the courage to dream and make their dream come true.
Why are you proud to be Indian...
Why are you proud to be Indian... What makes you feel proud about your country...Its only a feeling we had in our heart or is more than that... Is it only because we are born in India so we should be proud of that fact or more to it...
Does Life need to have a purpose?
AVERY young terminally ill girl wrote out a beautiful poem on her hospital bed. It ends with these simple lines: Life is not a race, do take it slower Hear the music, before the song is over. We spend hours recording music instead of listening to it live. We waste time capturing experiences on film, while we should be savouring the experiences. We are forever rushing to be some place, and when we reach there, it is rarely the place we wish to be! Is there a purpose to life? Is it to gain fame, success, and wealth? Do these acquisitions make us happy?