To revive fading dreams – A mother and son's plea
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Pradeep Asanka Created this campaign
My name is Pradeep Asanka, I am a 28-year-old young man. Currently, I have only my elderly mother, who is 68 years old. It is just the two of us – living a humble life, in an imperfect house, struggling day after day to build a life.
Our father is no more. My father died when I was very young. It was a day that broke my mother’s heart. After my father died, my mother became like a father, like a mother — everything to us.
My mother works with great courage and dedication. From morning to night, she takes care of us, feeds us, sends us to school, and does everything without any help. Our house is small. There are only two rooms. Sometimes there is no water, and the electricity also goes out.
At that time, my mother is holding me and my big brother close to her chest
She is the one who took care of me and my elder brother with love, educated us, and raised us. She faced many challenges and hardships. As we grew older, she gradually grew older. When my older brother became a young man, he took on the responsibilities of our family. Without thinking about his future, he worked hard day and night for us and took care of us. At that time, I was a small schoolboy. He took care of me and my mother with love.
The entire burden of our family fell on my older brother’s shoulders. He was the one who did more than my father – he was like a protector for my mother and me.
My brother — my role model, my protector — became the strength of my life. Taking on the responsibilities of our family, helping my mother, he became a strength for me and my mother. But unfortunately for us, he fell ill with cancer. . With that, his calm mind and even his physical strength gradually began to decline. Seeing the disease continue and his body weaken day by day — is a confusion that I cannot express in words.
He would finally tell me almost every day,
"Even though we didn't get a father's love, I tried to be like a father to you every day."
Those were one of his last words.
He had been suffering from cancer for a long time. I was responsible for our financial needs and for taking care of my elderly mother and my brother who was suffering from cancer. I dropped out of school and took on a small job to take care of them.
His death made my life even darker. Today, I live alone — with my 68-year-old, sick mother — in a small, dilapidated house. Electricity is intermittent, drinking water is scarce, and it is difficult to even prepare food. It is difficult to survive on the meager income from a small job, as well as to pay for my mother's medicine and treatment.
But what my father and brother taught me was —
"Find love, responsibility, and a purpose and move forward in life."
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This story is the love that helped me to show the lessons I learned through the loss of my father's brother and the pain of responsibility. The memory of them was a new beginning in my life— I move forward with their joy and deep sadness
Even though I work a small job with dedication. With the meager salary I get, I buy some food and medicine for my mother, my dreams – starting a business, renovating my house – continue to fade. But my desires do not fade.
I maintain the belief that one day my economy will strengthen. With the belief that the last days of my mother's life should be calm, safe, and filled with love.
This is my ultimate goal:
"Life can be lost to me, but my dreams – for my mother – will never be lost."
Indeed, maintaining life under the current economic inflation has become more challenging. Even meeting basic needs like food, medicine, and electricity is now a serious challenge.
My only goal in all this is —
✔️ To start a small business to strengthen my economy,
✔️ And to complete the house we live in and provide a safe environment for my mother.
For that, I need a pre-financing amount for a successful business and help with necessary repairs to the house. My dedication, enthusiasm and hard work have not diminished, but the lack of financial resources is blocking my way.
Therefore, I believe that a financial support (not with hope - with faith) based on your institution or personal friendship can change our lives. This support will enable me to take a step forward, build a self-sufficient life and enable my mother to spend her evenings very happily and comfortably.
Your heartfelt support is the only ray of light that can change our lives.
I thank you for your attention and kindness.
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Pradeep Asanka
Nabatieh, Lebanon
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Pradeep Asanka
23-07-2025
My name is pradeep asanka, I am 28 years old, and I live with my 68-year-old mother in Sri Lanka. After the death of my father, we are all alone - just the two of us. Our normal life is a constant struggle. I do a small temporary job to earn a little income. That money is barely enough to cover my mother's and her expenses. She is sick and depends on me for everything from her medicine to food and care. We live in a dilapidated, half-built house, without a proper roof or basement. When it rains, the entire house is flooded. There is no safety, no comfort. I want to complete the house in the simplest way possible, so that my mother can spend her last days in peace and harmony. I am asking for your help. Any donation, no matter how small, will be enough to buy medical supplies and meet my mother's material needs. Your generosity brings us hope and a home. Thank you for your kind heart. 💙