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Kamli ~bloom from Ashes
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  • Reads 281
  • Votes 25
  • Parts 5
  • Time 26m
Ongoing, First published Jan 24
Kamli, a 16-year-old widow struggling to survive in a harsh and unforgiving world. After her husband's tragic death, she faces not only the grief of her loss but also the scorn and suspicion of her village. Blamed for her husband's demise and ostracized by her community, Kamli must find the strength within herself to overcome these challenges and raise her young child alone. Despite the weight of societal pressures and the constant threat of poverty, Kamli discovers an inner resilience that allows her to defy expectations and carve her own path towards a brighter future.


Kamli~
"These curses echo, but my son's laughter drowns them out. I will survive."


by Aishwarya 
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