A Mother’s Secret
No one had guessed the truth.
Behind her humble life, Savitri had quietly invested in land when prices were low and traded timber in her youth.
Her wealth grew, but she never flaunted it.
She cooked modest meals, wore old saris, and hid gold bars inside shrine boxes and rice pots.
To the world, she was a poor widow.
This is for Karan, she always thought.
I endured pain so he wouldn’t.
But his arrogance broke her heart.
He had once wasted the seed money she gave him on parties.
Since then, she waited for the right time to pass on her fortune — but that moment never came.
Instead, she left her home carrying only a few coins and her secret accounts.
