"Kab Sahi Hoga, Mummy?"

Every night, Nityam asks his mother the same question.

"Kab sahi hoga, mummy? When will I get better?"

And every night, she has no answer.

Because how do you explain to a ten-year-old that the treatment he needs costs lakhs, and his mother does not have even ₹100 to her name?

A Body That Fights Him Every Day

Nityam was born with lymphatic filariasis, what people in his village simply call haathi pair, elephant leg. A condition where the lymphatic system blocks, and the leg swells, hardens, and grows until movement itself becomes punishment.

He cannot walk without pain. He cannot sit comfortably. He cannot crawl.

Every step he takes sends pain through his flesh. His mother watches him and uses one word: tadap. Writhing. Her son writhes through every single day.

And still, every morning, he tries again.

What His Mother Carries

Nityam's mother is a farmer.

Not a farmer with land and harvest and savings. A woman who some days has food, and some days does not. A woman who has spent years watching her son suffer and doing the only things within her power: holding him, comforting him, and folding her hands before anyone who might help.

"Sab ko haath jodhti hoon," she says. "Sab ko pair padhti hoon. Mere bachche ka ilaaj karwa dijiye."

She folds her hands before everyone. She touches the feet of anyone who will listen. She begs, not for herself, but for her child.

She is not ashamed of this. A mother who watches her son cry every day will do anything.

The Question She Cannot Answer

"Roz mujhse poochhta hai, kab sahi hoga, mummy?"

Every day he asks. When will I get better?

She does not tell him about the treatment cost. She does not tell him that what the doctors have recommended, a 2 to 3 month course of immunological care, infection treatment, skin management, and possible surgical intervention at SK Care Hospital, Raipur, costs ₹6,50,000.

She does not tell him because she does not know how.

"Kaise samjhaoon?" How do I explain?

So she holds him. And she tells him: soon.

What Nityam Needs

The doctors have been clear. This is no longer something that can wait.

Nityam needs a full treatment course that includes immune-modulator therapy, management of secondary infections, skin care, and depending on how his body responds, surgical support. The window to intervene is now. Every month of delay means more swelling, more damage, less chance of recovery.

His family cannot afford this. Not a fraction of it. Not the first appointment.

Total treatment cost: ₹6,50,000

One Question. One Chance.

Nityam is ten years old.

He spends his days in pain, watching other children live the childhood he cannot. He does not understand why his body is the way it is. He only knows one thing: he wants to get better.

Every day, he asks his mother when that will happen.

Today, that answer depends on you.

If you have ever wanted to do something that actually matters, this is it. A child is in pain. His mother is begging with folded hands. And the treatment that could change his life is sitting just out of reach.

Please donate. Please share. Every rupee brings Nityam one step closer to the day he stops asking, because he already knows the answer.

"Mere bachche ko door na hone dena." Don't let my child slip away from me.

— Nityam's mother