I hear the rain pattering outside
as I wake up to a beautiful but humid Muzaffarabad morning. After a quick
breakfast, we make our way to Dr. Mubina’s house in which is in a picturesque
outskirt of the city and from there we set out on the 2-hour journey to the
HOPE school.
The winding roads go higher and
higher and around me is the most serene, untouched natural beauty that I have
ever come across. Mostly the roads are paved, but in some places due to
landslides roads are broken and the car ride is bumpy. My daughters sigh and
gasp collectively as the car veers dangerously close to the edge of the roads.
As we look down at lush green mountain sides with coniferous trees standing
tall, the tongue voluntarily utters praises to the Creator. I shudder to think
of what would happen should the driver err slightly to the right; the fall
would be steeper than I’d like to imagine. He drives calmly, and slowly but
surely, we ascend the mountains. The air begins to get cooler and the scenery
around us gets even more stunning. Pine trees are now replaced by Deodar Cedar
trees and Dr. Mubina helps us understand the topography of the region.
The car begins to slow down, and
we find ourselves in a small village in the mountains. There are plenty of
maize plantations and fruit trees sway to the rhythm of the wind. I spot a
guava hanging from a tree and a little further off, I see a pear tree. We walk
down the side of the road and down some rocky steps. What I see next literally
takes my breath away.
In the middle of the jungle,
surrounded on all four sides with stunning un-spoilt natural beauty is the Home
school of HOPE - An NGO in Pakistan.
We are given a hero’s welcome and the delighted children hand me a beautiful
bouquet while some others shower us with rose petals. Dark clouds seem to be
forming overhead and the teachers want the show to begin without further ado.
In the next hour or so we witness the children of the mountain give in some
stellar performances. There are folk dances, a funny news skit (clearly, the
sense of humor is spot on) and there is one a hard-hitting speech about the
importance of teachers, but what touches the heart the most and moistens the
eyes are the patriotic songs about protecting one’s land which brings to life
the plight of the Kashmiri people.
Each child wants to prove a point;
every performance is special. Their shoes might be a little broken, but their
hearts are as open and pristine as the mountains they live in. I feel the
enthusiasm of the children like a palpable vibe, and I can’t help myself as I
sing along and applaud generously. Sitting next to me Dr. Mubina tells me that
coming here to the villages of the mountains, the heart gets softer – when you
are surrounded by the granite and the buildings of the city, it hardens the
heart. As I reflect on this wise thought, the slight rain continues, but our
young performers remain unfazed and at the end of the show, an award ceremony
takes place. Children who have done exceptionally well academically are
acknowledged and a community leader appreciates and thanks HOPE for doing so
much for these children.
While Muzaffarabad is a city
dotted with several small schools, very few are up on the mountains. The
journey we undertook to reach the school showed us how hard it must have been
to establish the institution there and then to continuously monitor it for
quality and assistance. HOPE’s work and presence in the rural communities is
commendable, they provide not only an education to children, who quite simply,
would not have been able to go to school had the school not been there, but
they also actively mentor their students. We are served chai and snacks by the
staff team, many of whom have been with HOPE for many years.
Mrs. Fozia Rizwan, the HOPE
coordinator who looks after all of HOPE schools in Kashmir (more than 10) as
well their hospitals and vocational centers, has mentored these women and
helped them become breadwinners, too. She smiles as she tells me that these
children and teachers have now become like family. “Sometimes, I have to reason
with them and cajole them, other times I just to hear them out and help them,
and at times I have to be a little strict – at other times I have to applaud
and appreciate them.” The skills and the dedication that one needs in order to
work with these people and communities is truly remarkable and Mrs. Fozia is a
vital cog in the network that HOPE – An
Educational NGO in Pakistan has created in these breathtaking valleys.
Dr. Mubina has mentored her team
exceptionally well, everyone works with a selfless spirit, but at the same
time, there is professionalism and common sense at play when working with the
local people. Later as we hand out gifts and snacks to children, their smiles
mean the world to us and the joy we feel is unparalleled. I’m extremely
thankful to Dr. Mubina and her amazing team for taking us to this awe-inspiring
journey where we got to experience, firsthand, the hospitality of the Kashmiri
people, and the delight of interacting with them.
There are some key moments in
life which make you wonder why you have been created, and where you are going.
Some people have more years in their life, while some have more life in their
years. This experience with HOPE has helped us ask ourselves these great
existential questions and inwardly reflect on how we have lived so far, and
where we go next. The meaningfulness of life we experienced in those few days
in Kashmir trumps anything I have ever witnessed before. For it is when you
live for others, is when you truly live. I can’t thank HOPE and Dr. Mubina Agboatwalla – A Child
Specialist in Karachi enough for the inspiration, and most
importantly, for helping us ask the right questions.