Asha was 11 years old and lived in a small house in a busy lane of Lucknow. Her roof leaked during rains, and her room didn’t have a proper fan. But she never complained.
Every morning, she helped Amma roll papads before rushing to school in her faded uniform. She studied hard and always told her little brother,
“ We must work hard. Then life will get better & beautiful.”
But life didn’t get easier. Her school stopped music class. The rickshaw uncle raised his price. And one day, Amma said they might not be able to pay for her exam books.
Still, Asha kept trying. One evening, she saw a new painting on the wall near the chai stall. It showed a girl standing in the sun with torn slippers and big dreams. Below it were the words:
“ We are strong Alone, but together, we change the world for BETTER "
That night, Asha asked Amma,
Why do we always try alone? Can’t we ask others for help? does it make us WEAK?
Amma smiled, surprised.
“Asking for help isn’t a weakness, beta. It’s how we build strength together.”
So, Asha and Amma joined a group of women in the colony. They wrote letters to the school and helped clean the neighbourhood.
Soon, the school got a music teacher again.
A kind uncle donated books. And one morning, Asha found a new fan in her room...gifted by the colony’s committee.
Now, when the wind blew, it wasn’t through broken walls but through happy voices and laughter too.
Asha still worked hard. But now, she wasn’t alone. She had a whole COMMUNITY behind her.
🌈 Moral of the Story
You are strong, but when we help each other, we all grow. Real freedom means caring for everyone not just ourselves.
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