It was akin to a dream for Siya. The women of her village were finally standing up against the wrong. Siya looked at the forty three girls and women standing in front of her, shielding her from the attack of their own familes. Vedika took a deep breath before too walked beside Siya and gripped her other hand. Siya swallowed the lump of her throat down as she gazed at her sister with teary eyes and a grateful smile. Vedika squeezed her hand before she looked at the villagers with her proud face. Her sister was the first woman of their village who stood up for the right.
"What are you doing, Mala! Come back here, right this instant!" A woman in her forties addressed her seventeen years old daughter who shook her head adamantly.
Mala had finally found her inspiration. Siya. A woman who wa
