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?
Yaaa Natacha! When I met you first time in Kabul, I became so attracted to your motivasion. You remind me of Gemma Arteton from Prince of Persia . She is intrepid like you. Thank you for this wonderful job.
Natasha my dear you are a wonderful big hearted human being. Everyone here in Afghanistan misses you. Come home soon.
Natasha,
Thank you for your email. I like to read your stories. You are a prolific writer. I went thru a similar experience last year in a women’s shelter. I will never forget it. I am Afghan myself but it still shocks me.
Great work and keep it up!
Thank you Natasha. Awesome!
Natashaaaa!! I remember you, Miss Singapore. When are you coming back here? You should apply to work in Afghanistan we need your expertise.
Subhannallah Natasha. You are an inspiring role model.
Natasha,
Dear friend, thank you for all you are doing for the people of Afghanistan. Like you, my heart belongs to Afghanistan and her people. May our paths meet again in Kabul. Until then, tashakur az shoma!
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