08/05/2026
*Not By Blood, But By Love*
For the Karuna Ghar Foundation children who cleared their 10th grade
They call me Amma,
Though I never birthed them from my womb.
I birthed them through prayer,
Through late nights through fear,
Through waiting for board results
With the same clenched heart every mother knows.
*Khushi*, the eldest daughter of five,
In a shanty where sleep comes cuddled and tight,
You found a corner, a tiny light,
And turned it into a sunrise.
Municipal school, no fancy gates,
Yet you danced, you built science projects,
You taught others while chasing your own 70%.
The world says “poor.” You proved it “rich.”
*Samuel*, my boy who became a man too soon,
Your hut was smaller than a child’s hope,
Yet you carried it all on teenage shoulders.
Dad gone just before the exams.
Mom’s mind fragile as glass,
So you took her to school, book in one hand,
Her hand in the other.
64% through storms. Tell me,
What university teaches that kind of courage?
*Sanjana*, my quiet, tall tree,
Docile, always bending to help your sick mom,
Juggling housework and history lessons.
The marks didn’t come this time, my child,
But we know: the world does not end here.
There is another chance. And another.
You passed the test of being human. That’s first class.
Thank you, *Lawrence Dada*, for being their mentor.
Thank you to every volunteer, every donor, every prayer
That built Karuna Ghar Foundation.
We didn’t just prepare them for 10th grade.
We prepared them to be good humans.
So here we are... Amma to many
Not by blood, but by love.
And love, my children,
Has cleared you all with distinction. ❤️
With pride,
Amma &
Karuna Ghar Foundation team and children ❤️
