Actcept – Act to Accept

SOME CAN'T CHOOSE WHO THEY ARE, BUT WE CAN CHOOSE NOT TO HATE.

Break the stereotype!

Khwajasira community in Pakistan, are the most disadvantaged and marginalized of all. They are kept deprived of basic human rights and denied access to education, health care,employment even respect, acceptance and more importantly recognition as human beings

EMPATHY

Raise awareness about the challenges faced by the Trans community in order to for public to be more supportive and inclusive.

EDUCATION

Identify, provide, support and empower them with educational and vocational training opportunities.

EMPLOYMENT

Create and identify employment opportunities and make them work ready with required skills.

OUR WORK

Marginalized Pakistani Community gears up for Inclusion!

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Ever wondered what IT feels to be different?

Hear them out!

"My father forced me to get married"

-Saima

I was born as a twin with my little sister who passed away in 19 days. When I was younger, I was fond of playing with dolls however, my father considered it a disgrace. He would beat me saying 'Log Kya Kahenge?' (what would people say?).

"I was six when I ran away from my home"

-Sana

When asked whether she loves Karachi or her hometown, Rawalpindi, Sana replied:

"Of course KARACHI! I love the people here. They are supportive, accepting and generous. I was six years old when I ran away from my home and started living with my own community.

"My father used to tell people that he has 3 children even though we are 4 or what I call sarrhay teen (three and a half)."

-Aarzoo

When I was young, I loved to dance and play with my hair. I had beautiful long hair which I flaunted at functions and parties and in front of my friends. I used to love two things in my life the most-my friends and my hair, both of which were taken away by my father.

“I am their GURU- not their boss but their mother.”

-Guru Gulzari

“What do you do when you don’t have a family? You try to make one.

-Samia

I was 12 years old when I had to escape the living hell my life was. That’s when I ran away from Lahore- where I lived with my family. I did not know where to go so I just travelled along the highway- taking lifts from truck drivers.

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