The early summer sun cast long shadows across the Roy Choudhary courtyard as Bondita helped the twins pack their school bags. Rudhita was now seven, sharp-eyed and curious—a firebrand in the making. She had inherited her father’s sense of justice and her mother’s iron will, an unstoppable mix that often led to dramatic breakfast table debates and mock trials with her younger siblings.
That morning, something was different.
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