“In this life we cannot always do great things. But we can do small things with great love.”
– Mother Teressa
My name is Danny and I am a widow. I have a son who is 27 years old, who is an alcoholic. I have severe health issues bud didn’t have the money to buy any medicines, due to which my Blood Pressure increased which led to a stroke.
I am Sheela, I’m 7 years old, My mother and sister are handicapped due to a polio attack while my father left us when I was small. To raise my sister and I, my mother had to work at a temple to sustain us.
Lakshmi is an old lady who comes from a very broken family. She is also born mute and her husband is bedridden as his leg has been amputated due to diabetes. Due to their circumstances their son and daughter-in-law have forsaken them. Their circumstances had left them to support ourselves with barely a meal however at the right time,
38 years old Lijo was a homeless man who slept on the streets and made his home at a public bus stand. He was from a well to do family but life took a tragic path where his parents, brother and sister passed away leaving him all alone to fend for himself at a young age. He finally found himself on the streets after nothing in his life seemed to work out.