Rescue Operation

Ten years. That’s how long a mother had cried silently, lighting a diya every night, praying that her daughter — lost, mentally unwell, and possibly wandering unknown streets — would one day return. Her daughter had walked away from home one morning, confused and unaware of her surroundings. No one saw her again. The family […]

She stood by the roadside near a bus stand — vulnerable, disrobed, bruised not just in body but in soul. Her eyes, clouded with confusion, searched for something familiar in a world that had already given up on her. No one looked at her as a human anymore. Just a nuisance, a burden, an outcast.