There are stories of resilience, and then there’s the story of my mother. A woman who, despite everything life threw at her, stood tall, unshaken, and full of gratitude. This is not just a story about her. It’s a tribute to every mother out there who gives without expecting, who nurtures without asking for credit, and who shows the world that strength isn’t just about muscles—it’s about the heart.
My mother holds not one but two master’s degrees. She had dreams, aspirations, and the capability to achieve them all. But life had other plans. When she got married, she wasn’t allowed to work. My grandparents respectfully believed that since my father’s business was doing well, there was no need for an extra income. So, like many women of her generation, she set aside her dreams and became a full-time homemaker.
But here’s the thing about my mom—she never saw herself as someone who had “less.” She carried out her responsibilities with pride, raising two daughters, running a household, and navigating the complexities of a joint family. She never once complained, never once showed resentment. Instead, she found her own little victories in the everyday chaos, in making a house feel like home, in ensuring her children had the best upbringing, and in standing beside my father through every challenge.
For 34 years, she gave her everything to her family, without once thinking about herself. But God has a way of recognizing those who give selflessly. Slowly, opportunities started knocking at her door. Today, my mother plays a key role in my father’s business. She handles accounting to some extent, formulates bills, learning to manage queries, and even helps with meetings. The same woman who was once told she couldn’t work now successfully helps an entire section of a business.
She didn’t let time define her. She didn’t let society tell her what she could or couldn’t do. She just kept going, kept learning, and when the right time came, she grabbed it with both hands. My father once said, “It’s never too late if you are resilient and willing.” My mom is living proof of that. My father's support and my mother's strength is the key to their beautiful marriage.
Whenever I feel like I haven’t achieved enough, whenever I compare my journey with others, I look at my mother. And I remind myself—struggles, failures, or missed opportunities do not define us. Our dedication, willpower, and resilience do.
Women today often feel that they aren’t “meant” to do certain things. That some things are not for them. But that’s a lie society has told us for too long. My mother’s story is proof that it’s never about what happens to you. It’s about how you rise from it. It’s about how you find peace in tough times and stay grateful, no matter what. The universe gives more to those who appreciate what they already have.
To all the mothers who wake up before everyone else and sleep after the whole house has shut down—this is for you. To the mothers who gave up their dreams so their children could chase theirs—this is for you. To the mothers who keep going even when no one is watching, who don’t get awards or recognition, but still put in everything they have—this is for you.
You are doing the toughest job in the world, and you’re nailing it. Just by being who you are. Just by being a mother.
If there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s this—I wouldn’t trade my mother for anyone in the world. If I could have her strength, her kindness, and her heart, I’d consider myself truly blessed.
So, the next time someone tells you that you can’t do something, remember this: It’s not about what the world thinks. It’s about what’s inside you. And if you’re anything like my Maa, then trust me—you are unstoppable.
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