02/03/2026
In the dark days of the 2020 Delhi violence, Firdous lost her husband to a brutal mob lynching. In a single moment, a mother of two was left alone to carry a lifetime of grief. Her younger son, Moosa, was just one year old — too small to understand the loss, yet destined to grow up in its shadow.
When we visited her home during Ramadan to deliver ration kits, we saw more than poverty — we saw quiet resilience wrapped in pain. In our conversation, we learned about the children’s interrupted education and the uncertainty clouding their future.
We could not walk away. The children were immediately enrolled under Shaagird, so that their father’s absence would not steal their dreams too.
This Ramadan, you can become the reason their story changes. Help us find a compassionate educational mentor for Firdous’s children — someone who can replace despair with opportunity, and loss with hope.
