My mother is the best mother

Mother Enta Mandara lives in the battle-minded mindset Maria Manda. Photo: Mariah Manda, who was kept in the heart of the life of the first Aloma Nita Mandar. Photo: Prothom Alo Tomorrow's Mother's Day. Readers have written for the mother, popular footballer Maria Manda. I do not remember how the father's appearance was. I do not have a picture of my father. If you want to see a father, then remember the mother's face first. When father Virendra Murat died, I read in the third class. My younger brother Daniel Manada was in the mother's womb. From that we started our fight against Mother Nita Mana with our four siblings. Mother is still fighting with us. My house in Mandirgona village of Mymensingh. Mom's big contribution to making me footballer. When we used to play football near Mafiz Sir in Kalsindur School, the villagers used to criticize others. Many parents did not want to send girls to play because of fear of education. But my mother has an exception in this case. If you were late to practice, mother would have begun My mother worked on another's land. Rice in rice season, rice harvesting at the end of the season. For this, get two hundred rupees per day. In spite of hundreds of reasons, I have not kept any demand incomplete. I still remember, when I wanted to buy boots in my childhood, my mother bought it and bought it. How many times have you bought other tools of the game! Nowadays, getting money from the football federation as a result of playing in the national team. After playing football, received two lakh rupees from Honorable Prime Minister, one lakh rupees. Mother made some land mortgage with that money. Some loans have been repaid. Actually my mother is making us grow with shade like a banyan tree. In spite of the game, to stay in the national team camp, Dhaka has to stay regularly. Eat good food. But where is the taste of my mother's cooking? When I go home on vacation, my mother keeps my favorite dried food. I am 15 years old At the age of how much of my country has been playing only due to the game. Every time I thought of flying in the airplane, I thought, once I could have taken the mother to the plane at least. But I can not afford it, there is no capability. My mother was always beside me. It always seems to be the mother's words. Mother is always in my mind. I remember a lot of times. Then I probably read in the third grade. The left hand was broken to play. What is that unsettling mom to me about the mother? Carried to the Kaviraj, the mother did not sleep for a month. When I used to play football in the village, my mother would have thought about my journey. Earlier, our village leaders did not have a bridge in the river. The boat was not found in the early morning. How can I get to the other side, that was the mother's only thought. It has also been said that by calling in front of the front, I will play. If some day was not there, the mother would have passed me by boat and passed. If any of our games were broadcast on television, it would be as if mother would have to look. Many times the game does not show in BTV. But the mother is sitting in a faraway village to see the game. My big sister's name smiles. Everyone used to call her mother laughing. Now said Maria's mother. The mother's identity is only through me. Everyone says you are Maria's mother. Your daughter is very nice. Everyone in the shop or anywhere is respected. Mother is very happy with it. My identity and respect for my mother today, all for mother. In a word, my mother is the best mother in the world.