I’ve Already Lost My Husband. Please Don’t Let Me Lose My Daughter Too!

“Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aata, main bas itna jaanti hoon ki meri beti mar rahi hai… aur main kuch nahi kar pa rahi.”

– says Naeema, Shabana’s mother, her voice trembling on the phone.

Shabana is just 32. But pain has aged her far beyond her years. For the past 2 years, she’s been battling a rare, excruciating liver disease—Chronic Budd-Chiari Syndrome.

Her stomach is swollen with fluid, her liver is failing, and every breath she takes is heavy with pain. She can barely walk. She cannot eat properly. And because she’s had a speech disability since birth—she can’t even express how much it hurts.

Her father passed away two years ago. Since then, her mother, Naeema, has been her only caregiver working as a maid, cleaning 2–3 houses a day, earning barely ₹4,000 a month. That’s not even enough to feed them properly, let alone afford medical treatment.

And the most heartbreaking part?

Shabana has 5 siblings. Not one of them stands by her today.

They’ve stopped calling. Stopped visiting. As if she doesn’t exist. As if her pain is invisible.

Naeema is left begging not for herself, but for the life of her child.

They stay in a tiny rented home in Delhi, paying ₹3,300 a month. Whatever little they had, they’ve spent ₹10,000 already on her initial treatment. But now the doctors at Abhinav Balaji Hospital in Ghaziabad have given them an estimate of ₹15 lakhs for full treatment and care.

It’s an amount this mother cannot even dream of. But it’s the only thing standing between her daughter and death.

“Woh zinda reh sake… bas yahi dua karti hoon har din.” 

(“I just want her to live… that’s all I pray for, every single day.”)

Shabana’s time is running out. But your help can save her. Please don’t let this young girl die because she was born poor.

Please help a mother save her only support in life.