I was always the brightest student in my class. A team leader, a class monitor and always a teacher’s favorite. At home I was pampered a lot as I was the only child of my parents. My whole family loved me a lot. I got everything I wanted. My parents never said no to anything I ever desired. To make our financial conditions better, my dad moved to United States alone in 2000. Since then my mom has raised me alone. My dad kept sending money every month so that my mom and I can have a better life. More than that, my parents lived apart from each other so that they can send me to the best school in town and provide me with all the luxuries of life. Soon after my high school, my dad called me to United States for higher education. It was the year 2006. After almost 19 years, it was the first time in my life when I was going to live away from my mom. I did not know how to express my emotions. Was I happy or sad? I was not just going a few hours away from my mom; I was going continents away from her. Tears ran down my eyes when my flight took off from my home country. A feeling that no one else can even imagine. I did not know when I would see her again. It is almost being 3 years here. I go and visit my dad very often. However, my mom is still away from us. Now that I was here, I realized how much my parents did for me. The feeling of separation from a loved one is truly recognized when you are away from some one too. I remember my mom waking up early in the morning just to make me that traditional Indian chai so that I will go to school. The food always ready on the table so that I do not have to wait for my lunch or dinner. My school dress always pressed and my school shoes always polished. If I start writing about her, it would never end. She was bearing the pain of separation from her husband so that they both can give a better life to their one and only daughter. Now when I wakeup in the morning, I see myself alone in my apartment. No one to care if you are hungry or hurt. No one to share your feelings. I do talk to her every week but I still miss her. I feel sorry for all those mischief or misbehave that have hurt her.
There was only one reason why my mom and dad sacrificed their life for me. They both were uneducated and they wanted me to get a good education so that I do not have to suffer in my life as they both did.
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