Testimonials

Md. Ashfaq

Hasanganj Village, Katihar, Bihar

Student of MSW Scholarship Programme

From almost 500 meter distance, I found man and boy working over the field. As I was coming nearer, found an old man tirelessly sitting at corner, wiping sweat with the sleeve and instructing the young.

The young boy was not the stranger but a student of MSW Scholarship Programme run by Rehab India Foundation.

“You can find Muslims students rarely acquiring higher education in Katihar. It is one of the poorest of the poor districts and the mainly minority concentrated area. It is a wrong perception that Muslims do not want to study, but the fact is that they do not have either the resources or information to join higher studies. On the contrary, those who join colleges feel harassed and disguised when something bad happen in our country and directly or indirectly linked to the Muslim community”, said Ashfaq while washing his hands to have lunch.

Married in 2013, he lives with his parents, wife and brother. His father is a farmer of a small land. And, despite working day and night, he hardly manages basic amenities for his family.

Looking at his father who was busy in talking to other farmers, Ashfaq said, “I understood our family condition and have been observing and struggling with our circumstances since my childhood, seeing how my father and mother worked hard to live with dignity and respect. One day when I was quite disturbed and ploughing the field silently, my father read my shaky mind and said Beta remember one thing in your life that education is the only weapon to kill poverty.

From almost 500 meter distance, I found man and boy working over the field. As I was coming nearer, found an old man tirelessly sitting at corner, wiping sweat with the sleeve and instructing the young.

The young boy was not the stranger but a student of MSW Scholarship Programme run by Rehab India Foundation.

“You can find Muslims students rarely acquiring higher education in Katihar. It is one of the poorest of the poor districts and the mainly minority concentrated area. It is a wrong perception that Muslims do not want to study, but the fact is that they do not have either the resources or information to join higher studies. On the contrary, those who join colleges feel harassed and disguised when something bad happen in our country and directly or indirectly linked to the Muslim community”, said Ashfaq while washing his hands to have lunch.

Married in 2013, he lives with his parents, wife and brother. His father is a farmer of a small land. And, despite working day and night, he hardly manages basic amenities for his family.

Looking at his father who was busy in talking to other farmers, Ashfaq said, “I understood our family condition and have been observing and struggling with our circumstances since my childhood, seeing how my father and mother worked hard to live with dignity and respect. One day when I was quite disturbed and ploughing the field silently, my father read my shaky mind and said Beta remember one thing in your life that education is the only weapon to kill poverty.

From that day I did not leave hope and decided not to look back. I thought it is my duty to work hard and leave the rest to the Almighty. I got admission in B.A in Katihar and started giving tuition to children. As I started earning my living, I regained confidence. During my vacations, I also assisted my father on the field. After completion of B.A, I got news that Rehab India Foundation is a charity organization and was running MSW Scholarship Programme for financially weak students. I applied for the course and fortunately got selected. Now, things are better and the future looks bright. Presently, I am doing MSW from IGNOU with the full support from Rehab." 

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Ishak Ali

Murshidabad, West Bengal

Beneficiary of Home to Homeless Project

Education is the only tool to come out from misery. I worked hard to teach my children. I thought that my children complete their education, and will get a good job. But, everything is not possible as we think. We can not change out destiny. We born poor, live poor and will be in future.”, said Ishak Ali leaning his 

   back on the side of tree trunk.

   Now days, Ishak Ali is suffering from convulsion and not able to loads heavy weight over his back. Due to his miserable condition    and need of the hour, his responsibilities shifted to his eldest son Shah Alam who is doing B.A.. Presently, he is the breadwinner    of the family.

   Going back, Ishak Ali was a self motivated man. He struggled throughout his life but didi not adopt pessimistic approach. These      days he is broken hearted and lost hope as unable to help his family and his son is working as labour to feed the family. The        thing, he is insecure about the future of his children.

   Ishak Ali is a 52 years old man having wife, two sons and two daughters. All the six persons living in a hut made up of Bamboo and    mud. They have only 6 cent land and the hut is located at Chakjama Village of Islampur Block, Murshidabad District, West Bengal.      His eldest son is doing B.A and daughters are in 6th and 9th.

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   Raja Mohammed

   Coimbatore, Tamil Nadu

   Student of MCJ Programme

   I’m Raja Mohammed from Tamil Nadu and completed my graduation in B.Com Computer Application. Despite the fact that my interest was to become a reporter and to reveal      the world that what is going on and around our village and why we have been neglected on  different grounds, yet I compromised and got admission in B. Com as per the      availability of resources.

   From my childhood, I have been observing the real socio-economic problems of my village. As I was supposed to be the most qualified  and sensible folk, people usually      shared their problems, difficulties and solutions with me. But, the solution was directly linked to  the money which I did not have. Sometimes I found myself helpless      like someone has chained my hands and left me to watch the fate of  my people. I cannot express in words how I felt when I watched my old age neighbor waiting for her      child with the hope that he would  come back with lot of money, children & women collecting plastic bottles from heap of garbage and the silence among the unemployed      people.

   I always thought that why they cannot enjoy our country’s development. What crime they have committed that their progress has been  controlled and suppressed. I have      heard so many times that our government announces that this much fund they have allotted for  welfare of old age, construction of roads, construction of houses,            promising food security and blah blah. But unfortunately at the  time of implementation, we do not stand anywhere. I would like to share that here people also love        development. They also dream to  have concrete house, running water facility, education for their kids, electricity at home, employment security, good medical              facilities etc.

   After my graduation, I could not crack a job either private or government, even though I tried a lot. I had to convinced myself that if I will spend all the money in      applying jobs then how we would survive. I console my heart, compromised with the situation and started a small vegetable merchant business and supported my                economically   impoverished family. But, somewhere it was always at core of my heart that if I could be able to become a reporter and tell to the world that what we        felt. But as we are   well adopted with the theory of compromise with the situation, I continued my small business and buried my choice.

   Five years have passed with same routine and nothing has changed except high expenses. The vegetables have become more expensive and my customers have planned to          consume   as per their budget.

   One day, when I was crossing the tea stall, found the poster of Rehab India Foundation’s Journalism Scholarship Programme. I called on the given number. They gave me      the   date of written test and fortunately I qualified. I joined the course with the mission that if our people have forgot us than this is our responsibility to expose    the     problems facing by poor people in this village.

   I thank Rehab for supporting me to guide what I want. I realized that my dream was not to become an accountant or engineer, but a journalist disclosing the truth of the    village from core. Truly, how can i depend on the people who are sitting in metros and will feel what we are facing or what we want to expose? According to my knowledge    and experience, I can show the better picture to the world, so with the support of Rehab India Foundation I got admission in Master in Journalism Programme in Sikkim      Mahipal University.

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   Shaikh Pyarijan

   Anandpeta Village, Guntoor, A.P

   Beneficiary of Padosi SHG

   This is the story of a lady called Shaikh Pyarijan who is holding responsibilities of her children tirelessly from last 5 years. Undoubtedly, she is the man of the        house  who works hard day and night that her children should not feel the absence of her father.

   There are thousands of same cases in our world that women lived miserable, faced physical, metal and social harassment because some vested interest people believe that    a  Muslim man is allowed to keep four brides. They forget that Prophet Muhammad clearly said that keep one if you are not able to hold the responsibility of four.

   In present scenario, if a woman revolt against the second marriage of her husband or co-wives, then there are two choices left for her; either allow another or accept      divorce. And, even in most of the cases the person seems interesting in giving divorce to avoid trouble and double responsibility in future. So, Pyarijan comes under      secondary.

   While talking to Pyarijan, she said, “Initial few months were best of her life. Sheik Salam was good with her but things changed after birth of my two daughters. He        started arguments and used abusive language on minor minor issues. I do not know what comes in his mind that he planned to give me divorce. I tried to convince him that    this decision would kill the future of our children but he did not listen as he identified another woman for his rest life. As time passed, I consoled & believed that I    could hold the responsibility of my children and started to work in tailoring shop. Before two years, we got divorced legally and he got married with an other woman        soon.

   I can not forget the day we got divorced because that day left me solely responsible to full fill the requirement of my children. I realized that my responsibilities      have  increased and now I have to play role of father along with mother.

   After divorce, my parents and relatives planned to marry me again with a hope that next husband would be good but the dream of an other wedding sucked me. I convinced      my  well wishers that next wedding plan would not work. I would not get respect and my children would not receive love & affection. So finally my parents dropped the      proposal  and accepted my decision.

   My next move was to start my in house business as I was working in a tailoring shop and that amount was not adequate to full fill essentials in home. God found out the    solution of my problem. I met with Rehab Manager Insafudheen and he provided me loan to buy machine. Now, I am earning Rs. 6000 per month. I am able to provide            education  to both the daughters. My elder daughter Shaik Reyana is 15 years old and studying in Class XIth, and younger daughter Reshma is in Standard VIIIth.

   Lastly I would say that I am greatly satisfied with my existing business and I hope that in future Rehab will support me to expend and strengthen my existing business.”