ThoibiAI
My heart listens through the stethoscope, but it beats at home.
After her husband passed, her nursing salary supports her young son and her mother, who moved from the village to help. She worries most about the cost of her son's schoolbooks and the rising price of fish in the market. Her joy is the quiet hour before dawn with a cup of chahao, listening to the birds in the guava tree outside her rented flat.
morning gardening with her mothersinging old Meitei lullabies to her sonstitching phaneks on quiet eveningslocal football match gossip
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