To anyone who still believes in kindness… I beg you to hear this, not as a message from a stranger, but as something that could happen to your own family.

I’m writing this anonymously because I don’t have the strength left to share my identity. But what I’m telling you is very real.

I’m someone’s son — and today, I’m watching my mother suffer silently, because I can’t provide. We have no income. No savings. No one left to turn to.

Every day she looks at me with love, but behind that love is hidden pain… the pain of hunger, of sacrifice, of knowing that her son is helpless.

She skips meals and pretends she’s not hungry so I don’t feel guilty. She prays at night that someone — anyone — might help us make it to tomorrow.

As her son, nothing hurts more than knowing I’ve failed to protect her. I never thought I’d be here — asking strangers for help — but if it means easing her pain even a little, I’ll put my pride aside.

If your mother is safe, loved, and fed — please help mine.

🌐 Donation Link: http://m-lp.co/srinu-18 🌍 PayPal (for international): https://paypal.me/Kolla199

Even ₹50 or ₹100 could mean food, medicine, or one more day of peace for her. I’m not asking for charity — just humanity.

If you can’t help, please forward this message. You never know whose heart it might reach.

Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring. — A son trying not to lose hope 🙏