And somewhere between the lines, in the spaces where Hindi and English braided together, a new story began — one that tasted of rain and spice and stubborn, soft revolt.
And somewhere between the lines, in the spaces where Hindi and English braided together, a new story began — one that tasted of rain and spice and stubborn, soft revolt.
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