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 eat my mom's...

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 has lots of...

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 ANM (Auxiliary...