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Frustrated, she called the only person who might understand: her mother, back in Ahmedabad.

Tonight, however, was different. The serial’s title card appeared not in Tamil or English, but in a flowing, unfamiliar script. Her breath caught.

Page after page. Arabic-extended scripts. Devanagari variations. None matched the graceful, wounded calligraphy on her television.

Sindhu Mallu hung up, staring at the screen. On Raj TV, Sindhu Bhairavi was weeping silently, her tears a language without subtitles.

Sindhi.

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