|THE MISSING FACE|
Neha's mother began attending one of TellAsia's house churches. Coming to know of the family's desperate condition, we brought her to Blue haven Children's Home. From then on, Neha never went hungry again. Enrolled in a good English medium school, she is now well on her way to fulfilling her dream of becoming a teacher.
At around the same time some ladies visited Pooja's ailing mother. "We'll give your daughter nice food and enroll her in a good school," they promised. With that Pooja's mother handed her over. But the ladies turned out to be traffickers. Pooja was taken to a brothel. After enduring a year of hell, one day she climbed to the roof of the four-story building, and spread her arms like an airplane. Her black hair flew in the breeze once more... as she plummeted to her death on the street below.
Pooja is the missing girl in our children's home. She too could have had a bright future if we could have rescued her before she was trafficked. There are thousands more little girls across north India in similar danger, waiting for someone to help them.
TellAsia's heart cry is to rescue more children before they are trafficked, and to educate rural parents and children so they will not fall victim to traffickers.
Help us get to them before the traffickers do.
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