The tumour is spreading and consuming my boy’s life. 
First, he lost his leg, and now he is battling for life. He is still overcoming the fact that he wouldn’t be able to walk or play anymore. Akarsh’s pain seems like a punishment to me. It kills me every time I see him cry or wince in pain. He doesn’t complain of anything but wants to be free of visiting the hospitals, injections, and everything related to his disease. The power left in me is to console him and wipe his tears. Ewing's Sarcoma, a rare cancerous tumour that grows in bones and soft tissues around it, has affected my son. Its high rate of curability has taken us out of the utter state of despair. But the bills make it no easier for us. He requires six cycles of chemotherapy and bone marrow transplant, and the bills are estimated up to Rs. 25 lakh ($ 35,825).

Akarsh is my son, and I am his father, Chetan. I run a small travel business which helps me earn Rs. 20,000 ($ 287) a month. Five years back, Akarsh hurt his right leg. Consulting a doctor, he suggested taking tests. The results found the most heart-wrenching news of my son suffering from rare cancer. Since then our lives haven’t been the same. I go to bed in fear and wake up in fear of losing him. His right leg had to be amputated but the infection still remains. He has to undergo multiple sessions of chemotherapy and bone marrow transplant. He has done nothing to deserve this.

Our gold, our land, nothing mattered to us; we sold everything and even took loans to support his treatment. It's saddening and shrivels my heart as all the money had been exhausted. There is only one avenue left, and it leads to you. We are in dire need of help. All our efforts to save him would go in vain; we’ll lose him if we don’t get his treatment started as soon as possible. It’ll scar us all for life.
Please be generous and please help us.