we extend our help to footpath and red light area kids . we also reach with relief for natural calamity afflicted people and to the downtrodden . “Manasi” is the daughter of those hapless mothers who have their own blood, kith & Keen but living day after day inside an old age Home. Manasi leads to her generous role in the medical treatment of the cancer patients who are financially deprived and not able to bear the expense of cancer treatment. “Manasi” is the mother of Thalassaemic children and always cares for those little hearts with her heart of love and endless affection. Manasi feels, blood is vitally important for the survival of those little saplings to survive but those growing lives have been gradually decaying in front of their helpless parent due to lack of blood. Manasi stands for those poor but bright and brilliant students who are unable to continue their academic study due to financial problem. “Manasi” is the sister of those struggling poor fellows who have been suffering from crucial diseases and unable to afford their medical expenses. Manasi wants to stand always for them, remembering Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem "Santa Filomena"
“Lo! In that house of misery, a lady with a lamp I see, Pass through the glimmering gloom, and flit from room to room.”
Manasi spreads her caring and loving hands in the service of those ailing and grief stricken people with utmost love and affection to make them joyous, smiling and hopeful. Manasi does not believe in limitation of glaring promise. She always stands for fruitful representation of the service with her endless compassion and tendered grace, love for the humanity and spirited benevolence. “Manasi” is just like a joint family under one roof of love and on the floor of feelings and the Manasi-members seek for the active co-operation and sincere participation of many kind-hearted fellows with whom she can walk more thousand miles at near future in bona fide service from her heart of feelings and love and to reach such more hapless people with extreme compassion and boundless urge and devotion. Like the caring birds, Manasi spreads her wings to care the offspring and to heal the wounds of them with love. If my neighbor pass his/her days with smile and pleasure and keep his /her next door neighbor smiling and joyous, the society once will be the place of dignity, love, compassion and motivation. It is the dream of Manasi and such love is the ultimate inspiration of Manasi to walk long miles ahead.
“The woods are lovely, dark & deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep…..”