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As she went on to collect the day’s wood for cooking, Alpa thought back to her childhood, when she would happily join her mother. Her mother taught her how to choose good wood, how to avoid insects and how to stand tall while carrying the wood on her head.
This was a joyful time when Alpa’s imagination buzzed with infinite ideas about the life that lay ahead of her. She was confident that if she followed the advice of her family, she would have all that she would need, both emotionally and materially.
Alpa had been so good and fulfilled everyone’s expectations of her – and even moreso after her mother departed. But it seemed that the more dependable she was, the more everyone could take her for granted. As those around Alpa paid less and less attention to her, she felt herself fade into background until she became barely noticeable at all.

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Again, Alpa was standing in front of the tiny mirror that hung in the hall, going through her morning routine a little later than everyone else. As she applied her sindoor, her eyes again wandered to the crack in the wall made by the nail that held the mirror up. Like every day since the mirror was hung, she followed the crack in the wall with her eyes, noticing the tiniest increases in its length and breadth over the last 24 hours.
Again, Alpa wondered how long it would be before the forces of nature worked through that crack to bring the entire wall crumbling down – would it happen all at once, maybe even from a tremor in the earth? – or would it just keep slowly breaking down over the years, particle by particle? Like so many times before, Alpa considered these same thoughts about what felt like the gradual and persistent breaking down of her spirit.
Again, she noticed how beautiful the late morning light was as it entered the room. Again she scolded herself for no longer being able to take any pleasure in such beauties of everyday life.

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Again, Alpa was standing in front of the tiny mirror that hung in the hall, going through her morning routine a little later than everyone else. As she applied her sindoor, her eyes again wandered to the crack in the wall made by the nail that held the mirror up. Like every day since the mirror was hung, she followed the crack in the wall with her eyes, noticing the tiniest increases in its length and breadth over the last 24 hours.
Again, Alpa wondered how long it would be before the forces of nature worked through that crack to bring the entire wall crumbling down – would it happen all at once, maybe even from a tremor in the earth? – or would it just keep slowly breaking down over the years, particle by particle? Like so many times before, Alpa considered these same thoughts about what felt like the gradual and persistent breaking down of her spirit.
Again, she noticed how beautiful the late morning light was as it entered the room. Again she scolded herself for no longer being able to take any pleasure in such beauties of everyday life.

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Again, Alpa was standing in front of the tiny mirror that hung in the hall, going through her morning routine a little later than everyone else. As she applied her sindoor, her eyes again wandered to the crack in the wall made by the nail that held the mirror up. Like every day since the mirror was hung, she followed the crack in the wall with her eyes, noticing the tiniest increases in its length and breadth over the last 24 hours.
Again, Alpa wondered how long it would be before the forces of nature worked through that crack to bring the entire wall crumbling down – would it happen all at once, maybe even from a tremor in the earth? – or would it just keep slowly breaking down over the years, particle by particle? Like so many times before, Alpa considered these same thoughts about what felt like the gradual and persistent breaking down of her spirit.
Again, she noticed how beautiful the late morning light was as it entered the room. Again she scolded herself for no longer being able to take any pleasure in such beauties of everyday life.

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Again, Alpa was standing in front of the tiny mirror that hung in the hall, going through her morning routine a little later than everyone else. As she applied her sindoor, her eyes again wandered to the crack in the wall made by the nail that held the mirror up. Like every day since the mirror was hung, she followed the crack in the wall with her eyes, noticing the tiniest increases in its length and breadth over the last 24 hours.
Again, Alpa wondered how long it would be before the forces of nature worked through that crack to bring the entire wall crumbling down – would it happen all at once, maybe even from a tremor in the earth? – or would it just keep slowly breaking down over the years, particle by particle? Like so many times before, Alpa considered these same thoughts about what felt like the gradual and persistent breaking down of her spirit.
Again, she noticed how beautiful the late morning light was as it entered the room. Again she scolded herself for no longer being able to take any pleasure in such beauties of everyday life.

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Again, Alpa was standing in front of the tiny mirror that hung in the hall, going through her morning routine a little later than everyone else. As she applied her sindoor, her eyes again wandered to the crack in the wall made by the nail that held the mirror up. Like every day since the mirror was hung, she followed the crack in the wall with her eyes, noticing the tiniest increases in its length and breadth over the last 24 hours.
Again, Alpa wondered how long it would be before the forces of nature worked through that crack to bring the entire wall crumbling down – would it happen all at once, maybe even from a tremor in the earth? – or would it just keep slowly breaking down over the years, particle by particle? Like so many times before, Alpa considered these same thoughts about what felt like the gradual and persistent breaking down of her spirit.
Again, she noticed how beautiful the late morning light was as it entered the room. Again she scolded herself for no longer being able to take any pleasure in such beauties of everyday life.

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