


I’ve seen mothers with nothing to feed their newborns—no food, no shelter, no comfort.
They walked through mud and water, soaked and shaking, holding their babies close with nothing but fear and silent prayers.




In Greece, I saw families arrive at midnight in rubber boats, crossing a dark, angry sea with nothing but hope.
In Bangladesh, Rohingya refugees crossed through flooded rice fields—barefoot, carrying children, carrying pain.




In Pakistan, I visited camps where time stands still, and every face carries a story the world has forgotten.
Children with no shoes and eyes that have seen too much.
Women who gave birth in the middle of chaos, with no help, no home.





Every year, more than 35 million people are forced to flee their homes because of war, persecution, hunger, and fear.
Not one of them asked for this life.
No one becomes a refugee by choice.
They flee to survive.




Every refugee carries a story of unthinkable loss—and a strength the world must never ignore.
— GMB Akash
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