I want to thank all the wonderful donors in Singapore who fed some of the poorest families at Da Mazaing, in Afghanistan for Ramazan. We were able to purchase and distribute one month supply of oil for cooking, soap, tea, bread, flour, rice, sugar, cheese, milk powder for babies – and other staple products to the poorest 25 families which is about 125 people. These families were really, really poor; the men undertaking laborious work only to earn a very small income for their families. These pictures were taken at Zulaikha School Rehabilitation Project.
During middle of Ramazan, my Afghan child friend and I visited about 20 families, in the far-off hillside where access to water was much difficult. It was very sad. During Ramazan, some of them only had an 18-inch naan bread to share between 9-10 people. That was all. They ate nothing else. At Meshgan’s house, there was a child shivering on his mother’s lap. He had flies feeding off his nostril and eyes. His knees were larger than his ankles. I spent time with them, all in all hoping they would feel they were being heard. All these places can be so heartbreaking, but how many times will we keep turning away?