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As most of you, I was also born in a middle class family of 5 children, 4th in order and blessed with to have lovely parents and siblings around.
It all went really cool until father passed away while I was 3 years old but Blessed to have a strong lady who is taking care of us perfectly till today.
Unfortunately, we lost our sister aysha-soon after birth which was not far after father left us.My lady had the worst heartbreaks those days.


Days passed, we slowly started growing up under the hands of grand parents, uncles and good poeple, I have 2 elder brothers , both of them moved to the My MAGIC PLACE
for studies. Finally, that day came in for me also to leave home and join the magic place for studies.It was a terrible feeling to leave your loved once back home and
move forward- Destiny.

I joined that place 2007(8th std), it was completely a different experience , not just for me. Whoever joins new- 1st year is harder, full of students from
different parts of the state/country.Like everyone, it took an year for me to adjut with the new surrounding.

Briefly, This place is full of surprises, I lived there for 5 years completely free.They provided delicious meals, cloths,books, pen, footwear rest all needed.
I believe we had the best food menu, it started with a cup of black tea and bread/bun, breakfast-porotta/rotti + curry ,Lunch- non veg Biriyani on specials days
or rice+ Dhal/sambar/beans currys, evening-tea and biscuits or cakes,Dinner- rice + dhal curry.I wonder , where else can I eat so much without any limitation.

They woke us early morning, took us to toilets, fed us, taught us values and manners, educated us, even forced us to play games at evenings.

5 years, 8th- higher secondary I was chosen to spend there. I was sad that its going to end.But , they did not stop helping us. They told me to study and prepare
for certain exams, and I was chosen to med school for university education.I was ofcource the luckiest among the rest.

They never stopped supporting me, they always paid my huge university fee, took god care of me.I believe, I am nothing without your assistance and am always bound
A P Aboobacker Musaliyar: SC verdict against people's right to ...to stand for you.

It always made me think- why did they do that??- and I found the answer on 8th march 2020.

I met the leader, I grabbed his hand and told him about moving to London for higher studies- I got the answer from him on that moment- why did he supported us all??
Why is he still doing??


Yes, He just smiled on my face- heavenly feeling when someone like him smiles for you- that was his answer.


Yes, I am proud to be one among The Markaz orphanage ,student of AP Aboobacker musliyar( I am just one among 1000s). May God grand him healthy long life.. Aameen
 Markaz Rayhan Valley, Karanthur Post, Kunnamangalam, Kozhikode ...

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