Vikas’s father sells blanket on road side during the day and spends his evenings drinking and betting and thrashing Vikas and his mother. Vikas didn’t have any friends as he would be filled with this uncontrolled rage, which he would pour out on his peers. He would roam around in the streets for the fear of entering his home. His childhood was practically ruined and I as a teacher lost hope on this kid.
One day, I asked Vikas to join me during one of my morning runs. It was in the C Park of Model Town, where I realized Vikas was a superb athlete. I had found my hope in Vikas’s long strides and panting breath. It was then that I stumbled across the Khel Khel Mein league and I registered Vikas for the athletics event. On the final race day, even though Vikas lost, he won many friends who cheered for him continuously. Vikas’s life has transformed ever since.
In the Bharolla community, where I have spent some of the most glorious years of my life, sports has changed lives of dozens of children, all thanks to the platform Khel Khel Mein provided. This November, I would be running ADHM to raise funds for KKM Foundation to find the hope for thousands of Vikas. If you believe that sports has the power to transform lives of kids, if you believe that every kids should get equal opportunities to prosper, if you believe in the power of belief, please donate.