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Mrs. Biswas

I was at a school for a workshop, when I heard it for the first time in ages. It was barely audible above the shouting of children — the laughter and sound bubbling from the school playground into the classroom windows. But it was there: the swish of silk saris and the jingle jangle of bangles on thin wrists like wind chimes. This is what learning sounds like. I remember. I remember my school. I…

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