Michael Shah Foundation

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My Name is Azher When MSF began his voyage of making streets beg free for children. One of our success stories began there when we meet a boy named Azer 7, we asked him why he is on the streets and bagging instead of school, he told us his father was victim of drugs and died a few months ago and we don’t have anything to eat at home and we live in a tent house along with 4 siblings who are younger from me. MSF rescued that boy from the streets and when we reached at his house. We took his siblings in our rehab center and refer them to nearest government school and give 6 months of training to Azer’s Mother (Jamila BB) of stitching and design course so they can spend their lively hood easily. Now Azer is in Class 4 and wanted to Become Mechanical Engineer.


We can change the life of those who have no hope

Let there be joy, always joy in giving,
In serving those who cannot serve themselves.
There is no better gift one gets from living
Than Those sweet will that from the heart upwells.
Let there be pleasure in giving others pleasure,
Enjoyment in giving others joy,
Share happiness, beyond all one might measure,
In toiling in a loving God's employ.
So may we be the instruments of love,
The flesh of God's will working in the world,
Each a thread within the banner of
Redemption, to the winds of time unfurled.
Sacrifice is then no sacrifice,
Obligation then no obligation,
For what is gained has neither peer nor price,
There being none remotely in relation.
How might one find sanctity in service,
Each menial task a grateful act of prayer?
Perhaps if one believed that life was senseless
, Old folk were simply woe one wouldn't share.
Only love gives dignity to all,
Restoring faith in those who heed its call