07 / My Story
The come-up.
For a long time, I was the kid nobody bet on. Not the favorite. Not the "talented one." Just — normal, easy to overlook.
I had dreams, but I learned to shrink them — because no one was standing behind me. I wanted to be a cricketer; nobody backed it. So I stopped asking for permission and started dreaming louder every single day.
My first real dream looked like nothing to the world: a ₹2,000 phone. I bought it at 17, with my own hands — and I never looked back.
To most people I was invisible. But a few trusted me, and they pushed me harder than I could push myself. I chased down everything I said I would, and became unstoppable.
I was told to dream small. I refused.
Seen as normal. Overlooked. Nobody's pick.
A ₹2,000 phone — bought with my own hands.
Never looked back. A few believed — and pushed me harder.
Every bit of it, Waheguru Ji gave me — the One who helped me when no one else would.
06 / Social
SportsClaus on social.