Dear Friends,

As a believe,  I believe in myself a hundred percent in every respect! I don’t compare, I don’t compete. I just try to become a better version of myself every single day. And along the way, I genuinely celebrate and support the people around me, without an ounce of jealousy.   My father once told me, “You are different. You are unique. Never lose that charm… that child in you. That is your strength.” He would proudly tell others, “He’s still a six-year-old at heart… only I truly knew that.”   To the world, I might seem stubborn. But in his eyes, I was always just his child. I carry every word of his with me, every single day.   On days when I feel tired… when my legs ache… when everything feels overwhelming… I think of him. I think of how he built his life with amma (mother) from scratch from a small departmental store to a jewellery business. I’ve seen the hustle. I’ve felt the struggle. I understand that journey more than words can explain.   Father, today on Akshaya Tritiya ( People here in India widely consider to buy gold in this auspicious day) But you are the gold with such care, managing people with patience… it was always beautiful and meditating to watch. But the truth is…You brought us up saying we should never be fond of gold.   For us, gold was never the real treasure. You were.   Every time someone appreciates me, they say, “All credit goes to your parents.” And that’s a responsibility I carry with pride to live up to that love, that upbringing, that belief.   Let's praise our parents and do our best!   Respect our parents and with them, we are on and on!