That weekend, Mahira and her parents visited the Golden Temple in Amritsar. The air was peaceful, shabad kirtan echoed through the holy sarovar, and volunteers served langar with love and devotion. Mahira watched people helping each other selflessly. It felt like the entire temple was glowing with kindness. As they stepped out, she noticed a few children sitting quietly. Torn notebooks… broken slippers… hopeful eyes. Her heart felt something. A soft voice inside whispered, “You can help.” She turned to her mother. “Mama, can I do something for them?” Her mother gently replied, “When you give with love, God multiplies your joy.”