I’ve never known what it was like to be poor, or to not be able to afford food. That was before I met Maria when I visited Monak Payan camp in Muzaffarabad. She struggles for food, water and electricity, yet her thirst is for knowledge. People never seem to care about the poor unless they actually know someone who is poor. Nothing truly opens your eyes more than having a loved one who is experiencing poverty. I never really cared about the poor, but now I would do anything in my power to keep other people from having to experience this pain.