“Growing Up, I Was Called Pagli Ka Ladka”

Do you believe in miracles? Because I do. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that I'd make it this far. But somehow, I have. Yet, somewhere deep down, I'm still just a boy from the streets of Ajmer who only wants to live a simple life—because I know that nothing truly matters, except how you treat people and what you leave behind.

- Mohammad Ibrahim

I was born in Ajmer and was called pagli ka ladka. For most part of my growing up years, my mother was tied to a metal chain. She would wander on the streets of Ajmer looking for my father, who left us due to her condition. But she wasn't like this always. She was a hardworking woman who worked as a maid. She was obsessed with keeping herself clean.

I didn’t have an easy childhood. From begging for money, stealing money and smoking