Why this exists
A meal given in their memory.
Dar Najat began with one mother, Najat, and is built for anyone. You run a feeding for people without a home, you do it in a loved one’s name, and you log it so the next person knows that corner was cared for.
It is built to be carried by many hands, not one. The records belong to everyone who shows up, so the work lives on long after any single person steps back.
Two days carry her name
The day she was born. Mark it by feeding someone, the way she would have fed you.
The day she passed. A meal given on this day turns grief into something that fills a stomach.
Her words, her people
[Yassir, your words about your mother belong here. Who she was, how she fed people, what you want a stranger to know about her before they feed someone in her name. I will not write this for you.]
— add attribution if you wish
Feed someone in their name.
A short playbook walks you through it: where to go, what to bring, how to serve with dignity. Then you log the feeding so others know the spot is covered.
Run a feeding