เฆจเฆพเฆฎเฆƒ Asif Abir Khan

เฆ—เฆฒเงเฆชเฆƒ ๐‘ญ๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’‚ ๐‘บ๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’†๐’ ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐‘บ๐’‰๐’๐’“๐’†๐’๐’Š๐’๐’†: ๐‘ด๐’๐’Žโ€™๐’” ๐‘ญ๐’Š๐’“๐’”๐’• ๐‘บ๐’†๐’‚โœจ Mom had never seen the sea. Since childhood, she watched it on TV and sighed, โ€œIf only I could see that vast blue once in my life.โ€ Iโ€™d always say, โ€œOne day Iโ€™ll take you.โ€ ๐Ÿ˜‚ Last year, just before Motherโ€™s Day, I planned a surprise trip to Coxโ€™s Bazar with mom, aunt, and cousin. On the train, mom asked, โ€œWhere are we going?โ€ I smiled, โ€œItโ€™s a surprise.โ€ ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ We reached Coxโ€™s Bazar in the morning. Seeing the station sign, momโ€™s eyes widened, โ€œDid you bring me to Coxโ€™s Bazar?โ€ I just smiled and said, โ€œI donโ€™t know.โ€ ๐Ÿ˜‚ We headed to the beach. As the first wave touched her feet, mom laughed pure, joyful, heartfelt โค๏ธ That momentโ€”her smile, her prideโ€”was more than just seeing the sea. It was the most beautiful gift and memory of my life. ๐Ÿ’™

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