It was late in the evening, the 8-year-old girl Divya had gone out to play. It was her birthday that day and she was wearing her favorite pink frock.
The pink frock has an interesting story behind it.
“Amma, I somehow need this pink frock for this birthday. Please buy me this, please.” Divya pleaded her mom.
Divya’s mom, Reshma, was a coolie worker, whose daily wages were barely enough to feed herself, Divya and her aging mother. Divya’s father had died when she was 3 years old. So there wasn’t much financial support, she was the sole earning member of the house.
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