Watching eighteen-year-old Faakhir scribble chemistry formulas with ease on a whiteboard in front of a classroom of young students, I’m not surprised when he confidently tells me, ‘I want to be a doctor, inshallah.’ Five years ago Faakhir’s story was very different. He thought he was destined to be like all the other kids on the street. Born into a poor family who live in the crowded Maligawatta slums, he never imagined that his life could be any different and he certainly never dreamt of applying to medical school.