My 8-year-old memory: One day, my friends and I were playing with bicycles. I didn't have a bicycle, so I went and cried. My mom and my dad immediately bought me a bicycle. Then I didn't know how to ride the bicycle. My mother taught me how to ride. My father supported me. I think this is why my mother is my backbone. My mother supports me all the time. She cooked biryani, which was very yummy and tasty, and she specially gave me fried chicken and brinjal pachadi. I love to e

She is my caring person, and whenever I have any problem, she asks me about it. When I wish to eat some food, she makes it for me. When I make mistakes, she corrects me every time. She scolds me sometimes because it's my mistake, but after some time, she loves me. That is my mother. She protects me from every bad thing, my princess, my mother. She is the best in the world. She motivates me in all my problems. She takes care of our family well. Being born as an elder daughter

Some of life's greatest lessons are not taught in classrooms—they are learned quietly at home, through everyday moments and the example of those who love us most. For me, my first and most influential teacher has always been my mother. She might be rude sometimes, she might advise with lengthy paragraphs, yet there are many things to learn from her words and through her actions. She taught me many things, which I usually tell my friends and others to learn. She was once an

A mother's love is unlike any other—it is selfless, unconditional, and enduring. Before we speak our first word, take our first breath or open our eyes to the world, we are already surrounded by her care. Our Mother. There are countless blessings Allah has bestowed upon us, but nothing can be compared to the love of mothers. From the moment a child is conceived, a mother's journey is filled with challenges that often go unnoticed. She willingly bears physical pain, emotional

Do we really honour our mothers? We may quickly say, “Of course we do. We love our mothers.” But perhaps the better question is: Do our actions truly show that love? In today’s busy world, we often find ourselves occupied with studies, phones, friends, social media, and our own plans. Sometimes we become so comfortable with our mothers’ love and care that we begin to take them for granted. We may become impatient when they repeat something, feel irritated when they ask us to

From holding my hands to teach me how to walk, To teaching my heart - the path on which to walk, My mother was my first teacher, My constant radiant cheer - A silent light - A silent guide. She wakes before the morning sun, Her countless duties just begins, From waking us up for the fajr Salah, To leading us towards Sirat al Falah (way of Success), Before I learned to read a page, She taught me faith from a tender age, Not always through words and great displays, But throug

From being scared of her as a child to calling her my best friend as an adult, from hiding my mistakes from her to sharing every little detail of my life with her, from obeying her out of fear to loving her with understanding and respect, from running away after making mistakes to running straight to her with every problem, from misunderstanding her love to appreciating every sacrifice she made, from believing she was too strict to realize she was my strongest support, from k