Raghu and Rani, again  returned from school  with wet books and torn pages. Everyday  it was the same routine during  the monsoon  season at Kumayun. None of them could spare their books from getting  wet . They all carried cloth bags . These were comfortable  to be carried  on dry days but with the Monsoons  approaching  , everything turned wet and soggy.  There was no way in which , they could visit school . It was the same story for Manu , Isha , Trisha , Pinky , Teerth , Anil, Vimal and many other children  of their village.
“ How I wish , we could find a permanent  solution  to this problem! . Ravi Sir doesn’t like us missing  school . But there is no other way out. . “ 
Ten year old Rani exclaimed ,feeling  helpless. 
“ Anoo, Sanjana , Mohit and Ramesh have already stopped  coming  to school  , ever since their books got damaged during the heavy rainfall ,the previous  week. Have you noticed this Rani . “
Added , twelve year old Raghu before  entering  their house. 
“ Let’s ask Mai ( mother ) if she can buy us new bags by next week,  after she sells her handwoven  shawls at the fair.”
Rani suggested  with a sparkle in her eyes, something that,usually happened when she felt extremely excited. That afternoon  they waited eagerly  for their mother to return  home. 
When their mother returned home , they eagerly rushed to her ,to show her their wet books and their tattered state. 
“ Mai , can you please buy us a proper school bag or else ,we will all have to drop out from school.”
Komal , looked at their concern  filled face and promised  them that she would  soon buy them their new school bags.  Although  , she had promised  them , she was absolutely  clueless ,as to how she could find a solution  to their challenge.  The waterproof  bags that were  available were extremely  expensive. Komal  was well aware that she could not afford them . Like her children  , she was also  waiting eagerly  for a permanent  solution.  But she did not know, how , when and from where she could find it. 
On the next evening  , she received a call from her brother , Vidyut Ram . He wanted to visit Komal over the weekend.  His seventeen year old son, Shyam also decided to visit  Rani and Raghu.  Shyam was always eager  to do something unique. He was very different from all his friends.  He always  loved to do something  to keep  himself  busy. Sometimes he would help neighbours carry their heavy shopping  bags, or help children with their studies. He had even  started a mission  to collect  waste plastic packets around  the lake in his village  and encouraged  children  to send the plastic  wastes for recycling  around  his village.  Children  , who brought the maximum plastic  wastes from home were provided free education  too in the local school  located in his town.
  When Shyam arrived , at Rani and Raghu ‘s house , he realised  that they did not look very happy. The incessant rain outside,  made him realise that they had not gone to school  for the last few days. The crestfallen  faces of Raghu and Rani made Shyam come to the conclusion that something  was bothering  them . So he asked them promptly
“ Please show me your school  books . I want to help you with your studies,  post lunch “
“ But our books are all damaged.  All because  of the continuous rainfall over the past one week. Many of our friends  have stopped  going  to school . Its all happening  because  we don’t  have proper rain proof  school  bags. “
When ,  Shyam learnt  about  the challenges faced by Raghu,  Rani and many other children in their village, he decided  to do something for them  and for all the other children living  in their village.  Before leaving  he promised  them 
“ I will  help you all get back to school.  I will ensure that, you have good quality  bags. For , education  is a basic requirement . Every child must get proper books and school  bags.  I will definitely  try  to bring a change 
Over the next one month Shyam and his friends went around houses in his town, near  Almora collecting  textile wastes in the forms of left over cloth, old clothes and scraps of clothes. Every door , they knocked they informed  that ,they were representing a team named “ Threads of Change “ . 
“ Our mission  is to collect damaged and discarded  clothes , which could easily help someone in need . “
Raghu and Rani went around telling  their friends all about Shyam’s promise.  All of them waited eagerly   for their ‘ Moment To Rejoice ‘.
Shyam  had  collected around  300 kg worth of textile wastes within a month. Shyam and his friends  approached their teachers, who helped them to get connected  with N. G.O’s . At the next level ,the scraps that they had collected, were given to the  disabled tailors . They helped them turn those textile wastes into durable  school bags . 
One and half months later , when Shyam and his friends  visited Raghu , Rani and all their classmates at Adarsh  Vidya Niketan ,a Government ent school and disturbuted about four hundred school bags . 
All ,the children including Raghu and Rani were overwhelmed with gratitude.  With this unique gift, many children  in their school  were able to pursue their studies that year and year after year sans the fear of their books getting  damaged due to incessant rains. 
Shyam  and his team have collected  over three thousand kgs of textile ,all over the country  within  a span of over three years and have been distributing, the durable  school bags to over 7000 children. ‘Threads of Change ‘ has promoted sustainability  besides helping  children to return to school. 
“ You have indeed given  us” A Moment  to Rejoice” . Shyam Bhaiyya ( elder brother) , you have taught  us the true meaning of happiness.  It is enjoyed best ,when shared with others. “ 
Rani’ s words makes Shyam  feel  indeed glad. Now Rani , Raghu and some of their friends  volunteer,  along with Shyam  in collecting  textile scraps . They also help in distributing  school  bags as part of “ The Threads of Change “ mission ,to schools which are located in areas affected by heavy rainfall each year. 
The children  smile radiantly after  receiving  these school bags.  It looks as if ,they have found  hidden treasures at the end of the rainbow.  Shyam feels that ultimately  he has found  his source of happiness. During , one of their visits to a government  school located in the flood affected village  of Assam ,” The Threads of Change “ are greeted with a happy  song
“We are not afraid of the heavy rains
For every problem in life ,there is a solution  beyond  the days of pains
Learn to seek solutions for challenges  in your life
Be the cause of somebody’s  happiness today 
Understand, that each one of us have been blessed with a gift of life
Together  ,with  our best efforts and a happy spirit  ,we will learn to thrive.
Shyam’s eyes are filled with tears of happiness,  as he Listens to their song.
Raghu and Rani approach  him with a  new challenge. 
“ It seems ,due to the recent floods the old bridge connecting our village to the school  has washed away. The  Children  of the Government school are facing a lot of challenges . We have to do something  do rebuild our bridge or help students reach school  on a regular  basis.” 
Rani’s words aroused  a new idea sparked up in Shyam’s mind . He knew it was time to head straight to his next destination  .
“ The best way to stay happy is to be busy .”
He had read it somewhere ,and so Shyam keeps following  it. Meanwhile,  the children have decided to build a special rope way , with wooden cable cars, which will help them to cross the river and reach  their school  . 
Shyam is amazed to observe the determination with which the children  start making  preparations  for the rope way . He realises that they have decided to be their own bearers  of the happiness  torch . So he watches them with a new found  satisfaction.  This ,he feels is nothing  but  “ A Moment  To Rejoice. “