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Sometimes chunks emotions percolate
Rashida lost couldn't be mended, losing loved ones in the catastrophe but what meant a world to her but the brutality of life continued with agony. One morning as usual self was engrossed daily routines, Shanta(maid) was late but with her appeared an angel girl (daughter) fragile, poliomyelitis clad in an oversized dress.
A conversation broke in though she shied away, that day made Rashida tables turn the girl being physical despair state did not make stop dreaming, her warli painting spoke creativity. Rashida learnt a lesson that physical and mental congestion is a mindset.

© Soni Mirchandani