For people like us, the only hope we have in life is the future of our children. We work day and night and willing to sacrifice anything for them. Now, I can't even afford to dream, all I wish is that my daughter survives. It is unbearable to see my 8-year-old girl going through so much of pain. She is losing her life slowly to seizures and brain infections.My name is Chandrasekhar and I stay in a small village in Ananthapur, Andhra Pradesh. My wife, Rama and I work as daily wage workers. We work the whole day and come late to home. Sai and my 10-year old son, Charan have always been doing things on their own and they never complained about anything.Sai is class 2 and she is a brilliant student. Sai was extraordinary in her studies, one of her teachers put her in a convent school and has been paying for her education. That was the proud moment for us and we believed that all our sorrows have come to an end.Like any other day, on the 9th of April, my little girl came back from her sch
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