I had a struggling childhood. My mother and I used to go out to sell the bakery items which we prepare at home only. We used to cover a distance of 20 miles by bus everyday to sell the items. I remember being with my mother throughout the day. I was very happy doing all the routine work along with my mother. In the bus, my mother used to tell so many stories and all other conversation happened in the bus in morning time only. While coming back in the evening, I used to sleep on her lap. God, those were the moments. I learned all the tricks of marketing, calculations. I can even challenge a management/ marketing graduate from a "B" school for that matter. My mother was my teacher too. I love you mother and can not think of living without you.🤱🫂 You are my angel. Thank you for all your teachings.