10/05/2026
Before the city of Ayodhya woke up, Mummy and I were already at the banks of Saryu. The morning air was cold, the water calmer than words and the sky slowly turning golden with the first light of sunrise.
As I helped Mummy near the river in her wheelchair, one thought stayed in my heart the entire time, faith gives people a strength that the body alone cannot. Watching her complete this journey with such determination, patience and devotion quietly inspired me.
The holy Saryu did not feel like a ritual today. It felt personal, emotional & almost healing. As the river flowed endlessly beside us, it felt as if time had paused for a moment just to let us breathe, pray and feel grateful.
Later, seeking blessings at Hanuman Garhi and standing inside Ram Mandir together made the day even more special. But among all the memories, the strongest one I will carry home is this, a mother’s courage can travel farther than any distance in the world. ❤️