On this special day, as the world celebrates the undying love of mothers, I find myself compelled to share a tale

of resilience, strength, and unwavering devotion. It is a story that encapsulates the indomitable spirit of a
woman who faced the harshest blows of fate, only to emerge as a beacon of light and inspiration for all who
know her. This is a tribute to my mother, Anuva Sarkar, a name that resonates with unwavering courage.

In a world brimming with uncertainties, a sudden cardiac failure snatched away my beloved father when I was a
mere child, barely navigating the realms of elementary education. The profound loss reverberated through our
lives, casting a shadow over the familiar faces that once graced our days. Relatives and family friends, once
pillars of support, began to fade away, leaving us stranded in an unfamiliar landscape. Yet, amidst the echoing
silence and fading footsteps, my mother's heart remained resolute.

In the conservative setting of Chattogram, where the weight of societal expectations can suffocate dreams, my
mother embraced the enormous challenge fate had thrown at her. A single mother, she shouldered every
responsibility with unwavering determination. From earning our bread and ensuring the pantry was never bare,
to paying bills and tending to our studies and well-being, she bore the weight of the world upon her shoulders.
The kitchen became her sanctuary, where she conjured magic amidst the clattering of pots and the aroma of
love-infused dishes. And all the while, she never faltered in her duties as a teacher, her passion lighting the way
for countless young minds. It was no surprise when accolades adorned her name, for she was truly the
embodiment of a remarkable educator. Even today, her former students hold her in the highest regard,
cherishing the lessons she imparted with unwavering devotion.

A decade later, life dealt us another cruel blow. My elder sister, a vibrant soul on the precipice of realizing her
dreams, succumbed to the merciless grip of viral encephalitis. In an instant, the world lost a brilliant doctor, a
loving sister, and a cherished daughter. We stood on the precipice of despair, clinging to the fragments of hope
that remained. And in that darkest hour, it was my mother who defied fate's intentions. Though her heart lay
shattered within, she refused to surrender. With unwavering perseverance, she propelled herself forward, a
testament to the strength that lay dormant within her. Her efforts, fueled by divine blessings, bore fruit as I
walked the hallowed halls of BUET, my dreams taking flight. And all the while, I could feel my sister's presence,
her spirit interwoven with our collective journey.

As the golden rays of success illuminated my path, I achieved my MBA from the prestigious IBA, Dhaka
University, with the highest honors. The day of convocation shall forever be etched in my memory. As I placed
the gleaming gold medal around my mother's neck, tears of indescribable joy cascaded down her cheeks. In
that poignant moment, I understood the magnitude of her sacrifices and the depth of her unwavering love. Her
unwavering support throughout my career has been the cornerstone of my achievements, and her radiant
presence continues to guide me, even in the darkest of days.

Today, my mother stands retired, yet her days are still brimming with purpose. She finds solace in the laughter
of her grandchildren, the legacy of her remarkable journey. And in those rare moments of respite, she pours her
soul onto paper, weaving memoirs and short stories that encapsulate a life lived with profound grace and
resilience. She is the epitome of strength, the guiding star that illuminates my entire life.
On this special day, as we celebrate the love of mothers, I want to share a story that embodies strength,
resilience, and unwavering devotion. It is a tribute to my mother, Anuva Sarkar, a woman who faced immense
challenges and emerged as a shining light in our lives.

When I was a young child, my father passed away suddenly from a heart problem. Our relatives and family
friends started to distance themselves from us, leaving us feeling alone and abandoned. But my mother
remained strong. Despite being a single mother in a conservative community, she took on every responsibility
with unwavering determination.

My mother became our rock, shouldering the burdens of earning a living, managing our household, and
ensuring our education and well-being. She never neglected her duties as a teacher either. In fact, her
dedication earned her the title of the best teacher, and her students still admire her to this day.

Tragedy struck again when my older sister, intern doctor in Sylhet Govt. Medical College, passed away from
viral encephalitis. My mother, though devastated, refused to be defeated. Through her resilience and blessings,
I pursued my studies and eventually achieved my MBA from IBA, Dhaka University, with top grades. The pride in
my mother's eyes as I placed a gold medal around her neck during convocation remains etched in my memory.

Even in retirement, my mother remains incredibly active. She showers love on her grandchildren, and in the
little free time she has, she writes memoirs and short stories. Her unwavering support has been the driving
force behind my success and the guiding light in my life.

Today, on Mother's Day, I celebrate my mother's unwavering love, strength, and resilience. She has overcome
immense challenges and has been a source of inspiration for our family and all who know her. Her story is a
testament to the power of a mother's love and the indomitable spirit of a woman.
On this special Mother's Day, I want to honor my incredible mother, Anuva Sarkar, whose story is a testament to
love, strength, and resilience.

When I was young, my father's sudden passing left us feeling isolated as relatives and friends withdrew their
support. But my mother never lost heart. Despite being a single mother in a conservative community, she took
on every responsibility with unwavering determination.

My mother became our rock, shouldering the burdens of earning a living, managing our household, and
ensuring our education and well-being. She excelled as a teacher, earning recognition as the best in her field.
Her students still hold her in high regard.

Tragedy struck again when my sister, a promising medical student, passed away from a severe illness. My
mother, though devastated, refused to be defeated. Through her resilience and blessings, I pursued my studies
and graduated with top honors from IBA, Dhaka University. The pride in my mother's eyes as I placed a gold
medal around her neck remains etched in my memory.

Even in retirement, my mother remains incredibly active. She showers love on her grandchildren and finds
solace in writing memoirs and short stories. Her unwavering support has been the driving force behind my
success and the guiding light in my life.

Today, as we celebrate all mothers, I honor my mother's unwavering love, strength, and resilience. She has
faced unimaginable challenges, emerging as an inspiration to our family and all who know her. Her story
exemplifies the power of a mother's love and the remarkable spirit of a woman.

On this day that celebrates motherhood, I want to share a heartfelt story that embodies strength, resilience, and
devotion. It's a tribute to my mother, Anuva Sarkar, who faced immense challenges with unwavering
determination.

When I was just a fifth-grader and my sister in college, tragedy struck with my father's sudden cardiac failure.
Relatives and friends turned away, and our world became unfamiliar. But my mother refused to lose hope.

Being a single mother in the conservative city of Chattogram was incredibly tough, yet she took on the
immense responsibility of earning a living, managing our household, and ensuring our education and well-
being. Despite the challenges, she excelled as a teacher, earning the title of the best teacher and leaving a
lasting impact on her students.
Ten years later, my sister became a doctor from Sylhet Govt. medical college, and I got into BUET. However, fate
dealt another devastating blow as my sister succumbed to viral encephalitis. The loss was heart-wrenching,
particularly for my mother to lose her firstborn who was the first to call her Maa.

But my mother's spirit remained unbroken. She persevered, and through her unwavering support and blessings,
I achieved my MBA with top grades from IBA, Dhaka University. I can still vividly recall the tears of pure joy in
her eyes when I placed my gold medal around her during convocation.

Now retired, my mother remains incredibly active, doting on her grandchildren and writing memoirs and short
stories. Her unwavering support continues to guide my career and illuminate my path in life.

As we celebrate Mother's Day, I honor my mother's boundless love, unyielding strength, and relentless
resilience. Her story is a testament to the extraordinary power of a mother's love and the unwavering spirit of
an extraordinary woman.