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Basera-e-Tabassum
(Home of Smiles)
A dream tucked away, puberty on the brink, timid, curious and remorseful, few holding onto photographs, few counting days not to visit their relatives, plucking peas from farms, drinking from the streams, a slip of Hijaab,
a giggle here and a sob there.
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