নামঃ Safwan Muntasir

গল্পঃ As a child, I believed money vanished the moment it touched my hands. I spent every bit on snacks, toys, and fleeting joys. But my mother changed that. She wasn’t stingy—just wise. She kept envelopes for every need: bills, groceries, emergencies, and one marked "For Dreams." One day, I couldn’t afford a school trip. Without hesitation, she opened the "For Dreams" envelope and gave me what I needed. “Dreams don’t have to be big,” she said, “just planned.” Her words changed me. I created my own "Dream Fund" jar. I started with takas, then added birthday and Eid money, even rewards from chores and studies. Saving became a habit. I eventually bought a Scrabble board—my first big purchase. More than money, my mother gave me the wisdom to prepare, to plan, to value what truly matters. Now, I save not for wants, but for meaning. Every taka I save carries her voice in my mind, reminding me: dreams are not about size, they’re about intention, care, and quiet strength.