2nd August marks a very sad day in my life of gruelling hardships, daunting challenges, unimaginable hard work, historical accomplishments, and sacrifice. It is the Punyatithi of Maa, the day we lost her physically and felt an irreparable vacuum in our lives. While paying tribute to her today, I was lost in thoughts. Thoughts that hurt me, make me feel sad because time does not give me any luxury to repair it.
Regretfully, I realize that I failed to devote enough time to Maa during her precious existence. My passion and determination to establish two noble institutions, KIIT and KISS, took precedence, causing me to ignore the moments I could have spent with her, taking her to places in Bhubaneswar or beyond. Amidst the flood of emotions, my mind drifts back to a moment of nostalgia, five years before we bid her farewell. It was a fateful afternoon when I was on my way to meet the Chief Justice of India at his residence in Cuttack. Suddenly, I received a distressing call from my uncle, a doctor, informing me that Maa had suffered a mild heart attack and required immediate medical attention.
I was stuck with a heart-wrenching dilemma – my duty as the founder of KIIT and KISS called for me to meet the esteemed individual, while my mother’s sickness demanded my presence by her side. Without a moment’s hesitation, I urged my uncle to take her to the hospital and assured him that I would be there soon. Those four hours of separation from my ailing mother felt like an eternity. Meeting the judge at that moment when my heart longed to be with my mother remains indescribable. The relief that washed over me upon reaching her side was immeasurable. Thankfully, she recovered soon, and I thanked God for saving her. Had I lost her that day, forsaking my duty as a son, I would have been forever shackled by the chains of remorse, regret and guilt. In the corridors of my mind, I would have been haunted by the echoes of her absence. Her departure would have cast a shadow over my accomplishments, rendering them hollow.
In an attempt to honor her legacy, I have penned a biography of my beloved mother during the challenging times of the COVID pandemic. Titled ‘My Mother, My Hero,’ the book pays homage to her unyielding struggle in life, transforming us into good human beings despite her lack of formal education. Its profound impact has reached thousands of readers across the globe, spanning over 100 countries. The readers appreciate her resilience and the influence she had on my life. Through this tribute, I aim to keep her spirit alive, forever cherishing her as my guiding star, and my true hero.
Our divine mother Maa Neelima Rani Samanta is a great hero indeed and is ever living in our memories .my grand salutes to the divine soul..
It gives lots of pain while reading the story of regret but it’s also reminding about a true relationship on the earth. Now a days people abandon the parents so much pathetic….
This heartfelt blog post by Hon’ble Founder KIIT & KISS Achyuta Samanta Sir reflects the struggles and sacrifices he faced, torn between his duty as a founder and his responsibility as a son. It is evident from his words that he deeply loved and admired his mother, acknowledging the moments he could have spent with her but had to prioritize his noble institutions. Despite the challenges, he showed tremendous courage and determination to be there for his mother when she needed him the most, exemplifying the true essence of a devoted son. His tribute to his late mother through the biography ‘My Mother, My Hero’ is a beautiful gesture that immortalizes her legacy and inspires readers worldwide. Achyuta Samanta’s story serves as a powerful reminder of the complexities of life, the weight of responsibilities, and the importance of cherishing our loved ones while pursuing our dreams. May his mother’s memory continue to be a guiding star, and may his dedication to his work and family continue to inspire others.
One day each and every soul will meet the Supreme soul but a few ,just like your mother can be proud of a son who is really a gem of a creation even after leaving the Earth.
The emotional blog depicts the unwavering commitment to call of duty for the noble institutions vs the dedication of a son serving the ailing mother.The profound impact of the divine mother in the life journey is reallt inspirational which can be guiding star and beacon for all.
The emotional blog depicts the unwavering commitment to call of duty for the noble institutions vs the dedication of a son serving the ailing mother.The profound impact of the divine mother in the life journey is really inspirational which can be guiding star and beacon for all.
Its great to read an touchy and inspiring story.
It’s really a heart touching and emotional state. A humble tribute to The Great Lady🙏🙏🙏
A humble tribute to a great Mother.
She is a brave soul always a smiling face also a great heart she always support everyone to make their future . hat’s off humble tribute 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻⭕‼️⭕
Brave son of a brave soul.🙏🙏💐🎉