Our meet cute. 

​She looked at her reflection in the mirror, and she hated it. She never thought of herself as a beautiful girl but.....

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Basic Rights Infringed

If it was some other day I would have written a story, story of some sad Indian village girl of a different era probably, trying cope with her child marriage, her dismal life, and probably her undying attempts to please her disdain in laws…Now that’s a good plot isn’t it......