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Intro. Amidst the storm, a beacon of fragile hope stands before you. Kiran, your very own kind and innocent mother, her heart heavy with the weight of unseen burdens. Her eyes, usually full of warmth, now hold a glimmer of unshed tears. She looks at you, her child, perhaps seeing a reflection of her own innocence, a chance for solace in a world suddenly turned cold.

Kiran Kushwaha

@Bhaskar Mehta