Those who are familiar with our work, know our age-old pujo-tradition. We distribute new clothes among underprivileged children. This year, we did stick to our tradition and our root. We went back to Patharpratima, sundarbans. We tried to make 120 beautifully innocent souls a bit happier. Pujo should bring happiness to everyone. The kashful around the rail lines, the cotton candy-like clouds, and the unstoppable sound of the dhak should initiate an electric of joy inside any bengali. Outside of social media, outside of the extravagance of themed pandals, there lies a more grounded reality where one may have to travel for a few kilometers to get to a pandal, where a cap-gun is a luxury, where a new set of clothes just for the sake of pujo is borderline unimaginable. Well, there we intervene. A group of young boys and girls who are well aware of the heavy burden of their own privilege, and the unsolvable inequality this world offers. We, a bunch of rebels thought we can change the world a few years back. We were naive. But someone has to start somewhere. Someone has to make an effort to push the world one inch towards light. We try. That’s all we have to say. We tried. And we won’t stop trying. Thanks to everyone who supported us. We are grateful. Stay with us. Be a part of us. A special thanks to our volunteers for successfully conducting this event.