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Running became my escape from poverty from "summary" of The Race of My Life by Milkha Singh
Running was not just a sport for me; it was a way to break free from the chains of poverty that bound my family for generations. Growing up in a small village in undivided India, I had seen the struggles that my parents faced every day just to put food on the table. I knew that if I wanted to change my circumstances, I had to find a way out, a way to rise above the limitations that society had placed upon me. From a young age, I was drawn to running. It was something that came naturally to me, a talent that set me apart from my peers. I found solace in the rhythm of my feet hitting the ground, in the sound of my breath as I pushed my body to its limits. Running gave me a sense of purpose, a reason to strive for something greater than myself. As I honed my skills on the dusty tracks of my village, I began to see the potential that running held for me. I saw how it could open doors that had been closed to me before, how it could lead me to opportunities that I had only dreamed of. Running became my ticket out of poverty, my path to a better life. I poured my heart and soul into my training, pushing myself harder and farther than I ever thought possible. I faced setbacks and challenges along the way, but I refused to let them deter me from my goal. I knew that the only way to escape the cycle of poverty was to keep moving forward, to keep pushing myself to be the best that I could be. And so, I ran. I ran until my legs ached and my lungs burned, until every muscle in my body screamed for me to stop. I ran until I crossed the finish line, victorious and triumphant, knowing that I had overcome not only my competitors but also the circumstances that had once held me back. In the end, running became more than just a sport for me. It became my lifeline, my salvation from the poverty that had plagued my family for generations. It gave me the opportunity to rewrite my story, to break free from the chains that had bound me for so long. And for that, I will be forever grateful.
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