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The children began writing more than alphabets. They started leaving letters behind-on walls, on stones, on the very dust of Padmapur's winding lanes. Small chalk symbols of hope, resistance, dreams.
"Shakti," wrote one.
"Azadi," scribbled another with uncertain hands.
One letter caught Arinay's eye-it was nailed to the banyan's trunk. The handw