. "i actually broke into pieces.. and picking up those pieces was the toughest job to stand upright again. Nothing seem to matter anymore.. neither your smile.. nor your hatred.. nor your anger or your well being",.. thought the stranded girl .. after being tortured and left alone to fend for herself. She looked up to her new born baby daughter .. and felt the stab deep inside.. the curse of being a woman.
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