Pick a gift

The 12-year old V. T. Khanishkar is sitting holding his chair, waiting for the programme to start and he get hold of his favourite bi-cycle. A little excitement can be seen in his eyes when I ask, “What have you asked for as a gift?” Bright smile appears on his face, and he gleams, “I want a super fast bi-cycle with gear and I will ride it for days.”

His father, T. Vijaykumar is a daily wage labour and it was last year in April when he found out that his son has brain tumour. He is undergoing treatment at Kovai Medical Center and Hospital. Khanishkar also loves painting, travelling and seeing new places.
Around 50 children between the age group of two to over 18 are visiting the Brookefields Mall every evening from February 18 to 22, 2017. Aroh, Giving Hope, a non-profitable organisation has been making the wish of children with cancer come true by getting them the gifts they have always wished for. All the children are from economically poor background.

These are children under treatment in different city hospitals right now. We have asked them what they would like to have and are giving them their wishes. Aroh has tied up with different schools and dignitaries for this event. Around 10 children with cancer come everyday to the mall to receive gifts of their wish. The gifts are sponsored by different schools in town. This is to encourage them,” said Bindu Nair, founder and managing trustee of Aroh, Giving Hope.

The gifts in the list of children are Barbie dolls, bi-cycles; dress like glittery princess gowns, anklets, video games, beds, tabs, and over 16 children are also given smart phones.

An 11-year old girl, Fasila from Tirupur who is undergoing treatment for blood cancer has wishes for visiting Taj Mahal. “We will be arranging her trip after the board exams,” said Bindu.


About Runaway Lassie

Life is a box of chocolates. Sometimes it brings sugary sweetness and sometimes bitter, in the raw form of cocoa. Life takes different turns. Those turns and curves turnout to be the important turnovers of our lives. They form the foundation of major decision we take every day. Sometimes I worry too much about the 'what if' situation and over think what I do. But, most of the days I let go of those pointless 'what if' thoughts and talk to myself, "Listen! Being right or wrong doesn't really matter. So, just chill and be happy! Do and say everything you think you cannot say nor do it. Just let it out." It is easy for us to bottle our emotions up and hide it from the world. Years pass by and we earn the degree with a specialisation in the area of 'Pretention'. But, the real degree would be the 'Real Courage' of letting things out of the bottle. Let yourself be expressed in however way you find it is possible. Choose your medium; it could be art or writing. It is the best way you can get someone to understand you. Lassie was born in a small town in the North-Eastern corner of the foothills of Himalayas. People often mistake it by assuming it belongs to another state and Lassie never gets tired or irritated in repeating the same script to throw some light on her small heritage town that has player an important part in the history of Indian Independence. This blog is an effort to let myself open and share my thoughts out of the bottle. Most of the events and incidents recorded here are derived from real life experiences. Sometimes I vent out using the poetry tool when I ran out of long paragraphs.
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One Response to Pick a gift

  1. andysmerdon says:

    such a descent and caring venture – it makes me hopeful, and I live half way around the world from you 🙂

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