From Dust to Diamonds: The Sanjay Story

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The first sound Sanjay remembered was not laughter, nor the soft voice of a lullaby. It was the creak of his father’s bicycle chain, rusty and tired, carrying sacks of wheat down a broken road. Sanjay was born in a small town on the edge of Pakistan, where the streets were narrow, the houses leaned on each other like tired men, and dust hung in the air so thick that even the brightest afternoons felt dim. His family’s home was a single room made of bricks that never saw paint. The roof leaked in the rains, and the walls carried scars of smoke from an old kerosene lamp that burned every night.