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Submitted to Contest #315
I was born a girl in India in the 70s—a healthy 7-pound “Lakshmi” in the making,to my parents-a banker and a housewife until I wasn’t.. My mother had gone to her mother’s house to birth me, a little town called Garh,some thirty miles away from the big town,Delhi where my banker father lived. My mother waited for days, weeks, and a whole month after my birth for my father in her mother’s house. Neither did he call nor did he write any letters-no letters of love, no letters of anger, no letters of tears-just the icy silence of indifference fro...
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