Muskan’s Return to Books — The Smile That Found Its Light Again

Muskan’s Return to Books — The Smile That Found Its Light Again

A Mother’s Voice, A Daughter’s Dream

“The day we heard that my daughter Muskan’s name had been selected for the scholarship — that was the first time, after so many dark days, that my home was filled with real laughter again.”

These are the words of Sangeeta Devi, a mother from Paramdapur village, Arajiline block, Varanasi district.
Her daughter, Muskan Seth, is now a first-year Bachelor of Arts (B.A.) student at Gyan Dahini Mahila University, Parmapur Akelwa — a dream that once seemed impossible.

But behind this moment of joy lies a story of deep pain, perseverance, and unbreakable will — the story of a family that refused to surrender.

When Life Stopped Moving

Sangeeta and her husband Ashok Seth once lived a modest but content life.
Ashok worked in the fields while Sangeeta supported him with agricultural labor. Their eldest child, Muskan, was a bright, curious girl — always eager to learn and full of dreams.

After completing her 12th grade from Jai Kisan Inter College, Sajoee, Muskan insisted on pursuing further studies. Her parents, proud yet worried, wanted to support her. But fate had other plans.

One day, while working in the fields, Ashok fell badly — injuring his spine.
Doctors said only surgery could help. The family borrowed money from relatives and moneylenders at high interest to pay for the operation.

But the surgery failed.

Ashok remained bedridden.

The family’s world collapsed.

“When he couldn’t move anymore,” Sangeeta recalls, “it was as if our life stopped too. Our income ended, our debt grew, and even putting food on the table became hard. The children’s education came to a halt.”

Muskan, too, was told to give up her studies and help her mother in the fields.

A Dream That Refused to Die

Even while harvesting wheat and rice under the blazing sun, Muskan’s mind was elsewhere — on the books she could no longer touch.

“Amma, I still want to study,” she would whisper at night.

Her mother could only look away, tears in her eyes, knowing she couldn’t afford her daughter’s dream.

Then one day, a ray of hope entered their lives.
A friend told Muskan about the People’s Vigilance Committee on Human Rights (PVCHR) — an organization helping underprivileged girls continue their education through scholarships.

They hurried to apply, but by then, the enrollment period had closed. Muskan was heartbroken — but she did not give up. She waited, worked, and hoped.

And then, some months later, the call came.

“They said Muskan’s name had been selected for the scholarship,” Sangeeta says, her voice trembling with emotion. “That evening, my daughter smiled again — truly smiled — after so long. That was the day hope returned to our home.”

 

The Light of Learning Returns

With the PVCHR scholarship, Muskan was able to enroll in Gyan Dahini Mahila University and return to her studies.

Today, she is once again immersed in her books — her eyes bright, her spirit determined. She studies with renewed energy and dreams of a life where she can stand on her own, support her family, and break the cycle of poverty.

“When I see her studying,” says Sangeeta, “a new light shines in my tired eyes. I feel maybe her fate will not be like ours.”

Muskan’s journey has become her mother’s strength — proof that no storm can extinguish the light of a determined girl’s dream.

💖 Strength, Dignity, and Gratitude

Even after her husband’s injury, Sangeeta refused to depend on others. When villagers began gossiping about the help she received, she stopped taking donations altogether and decided to rely only on her and her daughter’s hard work.

“We have little — no land, no wealth — but we have a dream,” she says. “A dream that my daughter will achieve what we could only imagine.”

Muskan’s success is not just her own. It represents the courage of a mother who refused pity, and the power of education to rebuild dignity and hope.

 

🌍 Turning Compassion into Change

The turning point in this story came from the PVCHR scholarship program, supported by the kindness and vision of Ms. Parul Sharma and the donors from Sweden.

Their generosity didn’t just pay for tuition — it restored hope to a family that had almost given up.

“You gave my daughter her books back,” says Sangeeta. “And with them, you gave her life back.”

Because of this support, Muskan is no longer working in the fields — she is learning, growing, and inspiring others to believe that education is the strongest form of empowerment. 

A Smile That Inspires Many

Muskan’s name means “smile,” and today, she truly embodies it — not just for her family, but for every girl in her village who dreams beyond her circumstances.

Her journey from the fields to the classroom reminds us that the right support at the right time can change everything.

Because every scholarship is more than aid — it is a bridge from despair to dignity, from silence to self-confidence. 

🌸 Together, We Create Hope

Thanks to our donors’ unwavering compassion, girls like Muskan are returning to school, reclaiming their dreams, and becoming role models for their communities.

Each act of kindness becomes a seed of transformation — growing into stories of courage, strength, and light.

Thank you, Ms. Parul Sharma and our supporters from Sweden, for helping Muskan find her way back to learning — and to life itself.

“Now, when I see her with her books,” says Sangeeta softly, “I feel my struggles finally have meaning.”