During the pandemic, our ASHA sister Leela still came every week to check Amma’s pressure, shari, but her face was tired. The talk was always about their pay stuck for months and how the surveys doubled. From my verandah, I saw her strike once—a quiet line under the peepal tree, holding placards, not shouting. It struck me then: we got the care, but who was ensuring *their* soukhyam? Their fight was for dignity, not just wages, and that deserved our respect.
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