About Us

In the face of adversity and limited access to healthcare, my father’s life was cut short. A humble peasant farmer, he lived in a world devoid of resources and information that could have prolonged his days.

When I came into this world, he was already 63 years old, and despite his age, he was the father of other children. We were a family trapped in the clutches of poverty, residing in a destitute community with seemingly no hope beyond primary education.

In those challenging times, proper healthcare and social services were an unattainable luxury for our community. The British would visit us once a year, bringing the promise of essential health and social care. However, to be a part of this lifeline, one needed to register their name and ailment beforehand. Then, the list of those in need would be sent to the British, who would then send an outreach team to assist.

It was during these visits that my father made a fateful error that would cost him his sight and ultimately his life. You see, my father had cataracts, but due to his illiteracy, he didn’t register for treatment like the others. Instead, he chose to rely on traditional healers who administered questionable concoctions, like ground snail shells in his eyes. Tragically, instead of improving, his condition deteriorated into glaucoma, a relentless degenerative disease. He lost his sight, and it broke my heart.

During those difficult days of blindness, I became his constant support and caregiver. It was then that I realized the harsh reality – no one cared about my father, and our community lacked the resources to assist the elderly. His life slipped away due to poverty, the absence of crucial health information, and societal neglect. I could see first-hand that the absence of community resources, social security, and support systems for the elderly was akin to consigning a whole generation to a living hell.

With my father’s passing, I made a solemn promise to change this grim narrative for the aging population. My journey began as a nurse, utilizing my skills to educate and bring essential sustenance and medication to the elderly. Yet, the task soon became too vast for one person to handle. I rallied kind-hearted men and women who shared my vision, and together, we forged a remarkable Non-Profit and Non-Governmental Organization.

Our mission was clear: to confront the disparities in healthcare and social services among the aging and vulnerable populations (Homeless people and victims of Gender-Based Violence). We aimed to reshape the fabric of public health policy, pushing for increased government commitment and fostering community action to uplift health and social services. We committed ourselves to socio-economic empowerment and capacity building so that aging people could survive and thrive, leading long and joyful lives.

Our cause is not just a mission; it’s a calling, a movement that has the power to change lives, to give the aging population a chance to live and enjoy their golden years to the fullest. We invite you to join us on this remarkable journey, to be a part of this transformation, and to make a real difference in the lives of those who need it the most. Together, we can bring light and hope to those who’ve been left in the shadows for far too long.