Overview: Bidhyabati, an 84-year-old matriarch, had spent the last decade of her life living with her son Kumud and daughters Janaki and Puspa in the United Kingdom. Bidhyabati had raised 10 children in Nepal.She want to celebrate Chaurasi Puja.

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Overview: Kumud, along with his two sisters, Janaki and Puspa, sat together one evening reminiscing about their childhood. Their mother, Bishyabati, now 84, had been their pillar of strength-a friend, teacher, and guiding light. Inspired by her unconditional love, they decided to create a music video titled Aama Pyari Aama, a heartfelt tribute to mothers everywhere. The siblings poured their emotions into the project. Kumud composed the melody, Janaki wrote heartfelt lyrics, and Puspa choreographed simple yet touching scenes. The video showcased moments from their lives-Bishyabati teaching them, comforting them, and laughing with them. On the day of the shoot, Bishyabati joined them, her presence radiating love and warmth. As they filmed, her gentle smile and wise eyes became the soul of the video. When Aama Pyari Aama was released, it touched hearts everywhere, reminding people that a mother is more than a parent-she is a friend, teacher, and god in human form.

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Overview: The air in London was damp and cold, a stark contrast to the vibrant warmth of Kathmandu that Anmol often dreamed of. It had been five years since he left Nepal for the United Kingdom, chasing the dreams his mother, Susmita, had envisioned for him. She had sacrificed everything-her small savings, her comfort, and her daily joy of having her son by her side-so Anmol could study and build a better life abroad. Anmol was a hard worker, juggling university classes and long hours at Amrish's restaurant. The boss, a shrewd businessman, valued profits over people. Anmol, like the rest of the staff, was little more than a cog in the relentless machinery of the restaurant's success. One evening, after another grueling 12-hour shift, Anmol sat on his small bed in his shared apartment. His phone buzzed. It was his mother. "Anmol, Dashain and Tihar are coming. I've cleaned the house and even set aside some money to buy your favorite sweets.

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