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Anmol Rishta

The humid Mumbai air clung to the mother’s skin as she hurried towards the beach. Slum life offered little, but the chaotic symphony of the waves was disrupted by a sight that made her heart skip a beat. Partially hidden between rocks lay a khatla (bed), its wooden frame broken, but still intact.
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