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My father is a high school clerk and my mother stitches uniforms; we count rupees for my coaching class fee. I wake at 4:30 AM when the milk van rattles past, studying before the heat sets in. My joy is our small balcony with a pot of jasmine—its scent feels like a deep breath after hours of memorising facts.
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