These are the stars SUPERSTARS of the future. These stars who suffer through by studying in dark rooms under perforated roofs, with dust flying in from the unshielded ventilators and finding it harder and harder to concentrate. Look at the innocence, the innocence that reminds us of our childhoods. They share our tongue, do they not? They breathe the same air, do they not? If we are so similar, then why are there so many inequalities? Why does this gap never constrict instead of expanding?
Growing up is not just about freedom. Age brings us a lot of responsibilitis. As you grow up, you become responsible for people other than just yourself. Those living in our immediate environment are our responsibility too. It’s our duty to respect the honourable and help those in need of help. But how much of our help would make a difference?
Thus, I tried to find out the answer. I did the calculations, figuring out just how much it takes to change the life of one student in a typical government school.
We are not painting a school, we are painting a child’s future, we are painting the goals a child dreams of, we are painting the whole of Pakistan. With every stroke of the brush, Pakistan is changing color . I get a feeling that I am making a difference.