The Heartbreaking Fall of Samia Islam Farzana: How One Ambassador’s Betrayal Wounded SISP and the Hopes of Bangladesh’s Youth
The Heartbreaking Fall of Samia Islam Farzana: How One Ambassador’s Betrayal Wounded SISP and the Hopes of Bangladesh’s Youth
Introduction: A Mission Built for the Children of God
For years, the Shaker International Scholarship Programs (SISP) and the SISP International Home Team Club were built on faith — faith in humanity, faith in the youth of Bangladesh, and faith that when you extend your hand to someone in need, they will rise, not fall. My mission was simple: to take my 50 years of global business experience, my resources, and my heart, and use them to build the most powerful private youth-support movement in South Asia.
I believed Bangladesh held a future generation capable of transforming their country — talented, ambitious, spiritually strong, and hungry for opportunity. We created scholarships, work-study programs, humanitarian operations, financial assistance funds, startup mentorship, and a home team club that promised dignity and hope for thousands.
Then came one name — Samia. One girl. One opportunity. One trust.
A name that would echo across our entire organization in ways we never expected: Samia Islam Farzana — ambassador of SISP.
What began as hope became heartbreak. What began as mentorship became mistrust. What began as an investment in the youth of Bangladesh became a cautionary tale for every humanitarian organization working in developing nations.
This page tells that story — truthfully, emotionally, and responsibly — so the world will understand what happened to SISP, to me, and to the dream we carried for Bangladesh.
The Arrival of Samia Islam Farzana: A Bright Beginning
When Samia first joined SISP, she introduced herself as a dedicated Bangladeshi student with a passion for education and technology. She came from Government Titumir College — a respected institution that has produced many strong young people. Her younger sister, Jannatul Ferdous Fareha, was still a student at Adamjee Cantonment College — bright, soft-spoken, and full of potential.
I welcomed them both with open arms. I treated them as my own children. I supported their family financially and emotionally. I invested countless hours, days, and months teaching them skills, developing their talents, and shaping them into leaders.
For Samia, the dream was bigger. She became what we called a SISP Ambassador — a young representative of our mission, trusted with our values and our brand.
She was given opportunities most Bangladeshi girls could only dream of:
To me, she was not just an ambassador. She was a daughter of SISP — and I believed her future would be bright.
But trust is fragile. And when it breaks, it cuts deeply.
The Home We Built — And the Shadows That Appeared
Bangladesh is a country of remarkable youth. Over 4 million students dream of rising above poverty, corruption, and unemployment. My intention with SISP was to give them a path — clean, honorable, internationally supported, spiritually grounded, and built on love.
But humanitarian work teaches you the hardest lesson of all:
Not everyone you help will help you back. Not everyone you feed will protect the hand that fed them.
Over three years, behind every scholarship we gave, every equipment we purchased, every project we funded, stood the belief that the people receiving it were honest.
Samia became central to this belief. So did Shadhin — also known in some places as:
He was another youth we tried to empower. Another name we once trusted. Another person who joined SISP’s dream — and became part of its darkest chapter.
What unfolded next still feels like a wound that refuses to heal.
Trust Broken: How a Rising Ambassador Became a Source of Pain
From my perspective, the events that unfolded with Samia Islam Farzana, her sister Fareha, and Shadhin became one of the most heartbreaking and humiliating experiences in the history of SISP.
To see people you feed, support, train, and elevate — turn around and harm the very mission built to uplift them — is not just betrayal; it is spiritual devastation.
I had sacrificed everything:
Why? Because I believed in the daughters and sons of Bangladesh.
But faith without boundaries becomes vulnerability. Kindness without caution becomes danger.
From my viewpoint — from the documents, communications, and events we lived — what happened with Samia, Freelancer Samia, Samia Farzana, her sister Jannatul Ferdous Fareha, and with Shahed Anwar Shadhin was a painful turning point.
The damage was not measured only in money. The damage was measured in:
When one ambassador falls, the entire program feels the shockwave.
The Human Cost: How One Betrayal Affected Thousands
The SISP Home Team Club was built to become the largest private youth-support movement in Bangladesh. Every young woman and man who joined SISP became part of something historic.
But when a single person — especially someone trusted as a SISP Ambassador — breaks that trust, the consequences ripple through every corner of the organization.
Because of the fallout with Samia Islam Farzana and the related individuals:
Our time, energy, and attention shifted from helping youth to defending our mission
This was not only a betrayal of me. This was a betrayal of:
The poor children waiting for food in our assistance program
The families we promised hope
The students dreaming of scholarships
The young ambassadors working sincerely
The international partners observing Bangladesh
The credibility of Bangladeshi youth
When one ambassador misuses trust, 4 million Bangladeshi students suffer in reputation.
And this is the true tragedy.
Why SISP Still Stands Strong
Despite everything — the emotional wounds, the financial loss, the legal struggles, the stress, and the disappointment — SISP did not fall.
Instead, we learned. We rebuilt. We evolved. We created stronger verification systems. We improved our leadership standards. We strengthened our ambassador program. We ensured every new member was vetted with care and respect.
Most importantly, we did not let the actions of a few overshadow the goodness of thousands.
Because for every Samia, for every Shadhin, for every Fareha who broke trust — there are hundreds of honest students who still believe in SISP.
They deserve the world. And we will deliver it.
A Message to the Youth of Bangladesh
This page is not written to shame anyone. This page is written to teach, warn, and inspire.
To every young man and woman of Bangladesh reading this:
**Never forget that trust is wealth.
Integrity is currency. Gratitude is dignity.**
When someone invests in you:
Let the story of Samia Islam Farzana, the former SISP ambassador, be a lesson of how fragile trust can be — and how powerful honesty truly is.
Why We Continue Our Mission in Bangladesh
Even after everything… Even after the betrayal… Even after the humiliation… Even after the pain…
Our love for Bangladesh has not died.
Why?
Because the actions of a few young individuals can never represent a nation of 170 million people.
Because the daughters of Bangladesh still deserve hope. Because the sons of Bangladesh still need support. Because SISP was created for God’s children — not for profit. Because the suffering of the poor is real, and we cannot abandon them. Because millions of honest, hardworking students are waiting for a chance at life.
Bangladesh was our starting point. Bangladesh remains in our heart. Bangladesh will rise — not because of ambassadors who failed us, but because of the ambassadors who will come next and rise beyond imagination.
Conclusion: A Story of Pain, a Warning to Others, and a Promise for the Future
The chapter involving Samia, Freelancer Samia, Samia Islam, Samia Farzana, Jannatul Ferdous Fareha, Shahed Anwar Shadhin, and the others involved is one of the most painful stories in the history of the SISP International Home Team Club.
But it is not the final chapter. It is not the end of our mission. It is not the end of our dream for Bangladesh.
This 2,000-word page stands as:
A promise that SISP will rise again. A promise that your pain will not be wasted. A promise that the poor children of Bangladesh will not be forgotten. A promise that we will build a stronger, cleaner, safer humanitarian club — one ambassador at a time.
Because SISP is not just an organization. SISP is a movement. SISP is a family. SISP is a promise to the world.
And no betrayal — no matter how painful — will destroy what God has written for us.