A faint sound of sobbing echoes through the dimly lit room, merging with the eerie silence of the night. In the farthest corner, a girl sits curled up, her frail body covered in dust and streaks of dried mud. Her once bright, expressive eyes are now dull, hollow, and brimming with unshed tears. Her delicate frame trembles as she hugs her knees tightly, seeking solace in the void.

Sanvi Deshmukh.