Meena held her son close, her eyes brimming with tears. "I have only given you what I could, my child. You are my wealth, my treasure. Wherever you go, my love for you will follow. Always come back to me, no matter where life takes you."
As they finished their meal, Rajan fell at his mother's feet, tears welling up in his eyes. "Amma, I won't be here tomorrow. But I promise you, I will make you proud. You have given me everything. Your sacrifices will never go to waste," he said, his voice trembling.
As they sat together in their new home, holding hands, and looking out at the city that now felt like home, Meena realized that her sacrifices had not been in vain. The bond she shared with her son had grown stronger with each passing day, a bond that transcended physical distances.