নামঃ Sonali Mimi

গল্পঃ When I was a kid, Ammu gave me a clay bank…“matir bank”…on my birthday. She smiled and said, “Jokhon taka pabi, ektu kore rakhbi ekhane. One day it’ll help you.” I just nodded, not really getting it. Whenever I got Eidi or a little gift money from relatives, she’d remind me, “Shob taka khoroch korte hoyna.” So I’d drop a few coins in—taka 2, taka 5, sometimes 10. The ting ting sound felt nice. Years later, when my computer crashed and I need to buy one, I knew we didn’t have have money for that. I didn’t even tell Ammu, just stayed quiet. That night, out of nowhere, she brought down my old matir bank. “Cholo, ekhon khuli,” she said. We broke it open, counted every note and coin, and… it was enough for my new computer. I’ll never forget how proud she looked. That day, I learned—saving isn’t about how much you have, it’s about how wisely you use it.