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2 | Paris, we're coming

Ishaani spends the night sitting beside Abhayโ€™s crib, torn. Flashbacks of the ghat, her uncleโ€™s shouting, the babyโ€™s faint criesโ€”all mix with her fears of raising a specially-abled child in a foreign country.

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