At eighteen, Amina’s dreams were bright,
But fate turned her world to night.
Behind the prison’s guarded wall,
She bore the weight of a heavy fate.
Silence wrapped her, hunger stayed,
Lonely tears, in prayers she laid.
For years no family came to see,
Her pain was deep, her soul not free.
Then hope arrived with gentle hands,
India Vision Foundation made new plans.
Classes, skills, and books to read,
Confidence grew with every deed.
She danced, she stitched, she became strong each day,
Her rigid fears all washed away.
From darkness rose her voice so strong,
A spirit healed where she belonged.
Today she shines, her journey true,
Proof that compassion can life renew.
