The stars of the earth

My son, a university student, stopped for tea outside a hotel with his friends. At a distance from the tables and chairs, two poor people were talking on a platform. He listened to these poor people and told me that they were talking about ways to increase their income, they were dissatisfied with their "bases" and were thinking of relocating. They were disgusted with the eunuchs who suddenly appeared and became an obstacle in the way of their fog. What made him extremely interested was that one poor man said to another, "Why don't you bring your son who is crippled in one leg with you in the morning?" He said, "Bring him." I can't afford a wheelchair. " The first one said, "Hey, put the child on the cart and bring him out. He put the cart somewhere in the shade and bought it cheaply on the cart himself." The other said, "I am ashamed to beg from a disabled child." The first one said stubbornly, "Oh, that is the gift of nature. It is worthless to you. It will take four months for your fog when the disabled child will be with you." I would never waste this gift of nature. "
My son got up after hearing so much, but he was very upset about how much human helplessness brings him to the lowest level of humanity, and the pain we all feel when the car stops at the signal and two Tiny hands holding a wiper begin to rotate rapidly on the windscreen, just as quickly as a person sitting in the driving seat begins to ejaculate. Reprimanding children, shaking them, threatening them; because the idea is that these children dirty the car in the name of cleanliness. Even after hearing so many shocks, innocent little boys and girls are equally present on the roads, intersections, signals.
Someone hits the car window on the right or left. If you look up from the screen of a mobile phone, a ten or twelve year old child will be standing with a towel in his hand. Sometimes pans, sometimes Quranic suras, sometimes children's toys, sometimes prescriptions of plastic coated medicine that my father or mother is sick, there is no money for medicine. There are as many ways to beg as there are beggars. The greatest pain is in the outstretched hands of children who should have had pens and books in their hands.
There is no shortage of philanthropists or charities in our society. Even so, in the month of Ramadan, scenes of Mawasat, ie brotherhood, are seen everywhere. Where are the hands that give? We usually consider it our responsibility to help the servants, ie aunts, drivers, etc., or help those in white coats who are among us and are really in need.
Those who have been given more by Allah help charities, such as charitable hospitals or leftover tablecloths that provide free food to the deserving. We live in a poor third world country. Most of the country's population is living below the poverty line. Five percent of the country's 95 percent of the resources are occupied by the elite, while the remaining 5 percent of the resources, 95 percent of the people are fighting among themselves.
If you set the table in every street neighborhood, then the stomach needs a new requirement every few hours. You build a million hospitals, when there is no clean drinking water, people are not even aware of the basic principles of hygiene, then the hospitals will remain full.
There are some people in this society who think that the best use of our resources is to educate the illiterate. Not every baby born has to have extraordinary mental abilities, nor does it have to be dull-witted. Smart children are born into poor families and dull minded children are often born into rich families, but the tragedy of our third world is that the intelligence of our poor children gets moldy, or they turn to crime. Are In Western and European countries, since elementary education is free, they offer scholarships to gifted children. But we do not know how many position holders or gold medalists are currently forced to sell vegetables on carts or open nuts under cars and sell their services at workshops.
We all lament the situation, we sit in our drawing room and talk to the guests who come home on the soft sofas of Pakistan, but what we are determined to do is not to quench our thirst. They go out in search of water.
Illiteracy is the root of all problems. The women's wing of the Jamaat-e-Islami campaigned to spread literacy with its limited resources and to allocate a room in the house for the school, which was dubbed "Beithak School". The first sitting school was established in 1996. Since then, one lakh children have left these schools with bright lights of education. Primary education is imparted here, as the child's relationship with pen and book is established, he enters the world of knowledge, so most of the children continue their education even after working hard. In these 138 schools located in the most backward populations of the four provinces of the country, 60% girls and 40% boys are studying. The school fee has been kept at Rs 100 for the sake of self-reliance of children and parents, but this fee is also waived on the admission of another sister or brother. In the communities where these schools are located, there is poverty as well as mental retardation and extreme distance from religion. Children as well as their mothers are worked on. By holding weekly, fortnightly and monthly programs, they are made aware of the basic teachings of Islam, principles of health and hygiene.
The admirable thing is that everyone