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“In the tale of a city, where secrets reside,

Every street and house holds an untold story inside.

Rare jewels are traded on dirt-caked ground,

A kingdom of wealth, "City of Pearls" renowned.

But amidst the glory, darkness dwells too,

A chilling shadow, shining with an ominous hue.

"Razakars" they were named, fear their aura bred,

Stealing golden chains from commoners, it is said.


No family heirloom or sacred Mangalsutra spared,

Their lust for gold knew no boundaries, they dared.

They'd steal bangles from a maiden's delicate hand,

Even severing the limb in their greed's command.

But if the maiden was fair, with beauty untamed,

She'd be taken away, her life forever maimed.

Oh, the wretchedness of falling under their gaze,

A life crushed, dreams shattered, lost in a haze.


"Fun" they'd call it, burning huts with no remorse,

Engulfing the innocent, old and newborn, of course.

Razakars, predominantly Muslim in this domain,

Yet, people feared all Muslims, painting them with disdain.

But can we condemn an entire community's name,

Based on the actions of few, fueling hatred's flame?

In this city veiled by darkness, a flicker of light,

Ramani, a girl with goodness, shining ever so bright.

Her story unfolds, a tale of innocence and grace,

Amidst chaos and fear, she finds her rightful place.

For in this city, where every street whispers a tale,

Ramani's spirit prevails, like a gentle breeze's sail.

She harbors no evil, her intentions pure and kind,

A beacon of hope amidst the darkness she finds.

Unveiling the layers of her story, for all to share,

She becomes the symbol of resilience, beyond compare.

So let us not judge an entire city by its strife,

But find solace in the stories that shape its life.

For within these unseen tales, the city truly thrives,

With Ramani's story as proof, that hope survives.”

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𝔹𝕣𝕠 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕜𝕚𝕕𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕞𝕖 𝟠 𝕕𝕒𝕪𝕤

𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕡𝕒𝕕 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕥

(இдஇ; )

𝕀 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕨𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕔 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣𝕤

𝔸𝕝𝕤𝕠 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕒 𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕤𝕤, 𝕪𝕖𝕒 𝕀 𝕒𝕝𝕤𝕠 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕚𝕥

𝕆𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕞𝕪 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕀 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕪 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤

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