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3. Nandani's wish.

           AMRITA                                                                                            

   The red saree was heavy, woven with silk and tradition that felt entirely too significant for a simple morning visit. I stared at the fabric, then at Nadani Aunty, whose expression was a terrifying mix of tenderness and expectation.​"Beta, ye shagun hai," she insisted, her voice soft but insistent.

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