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It was a long Sunday afternoon, she has been on her bed for long now. Lazy, sleepy Sunday it was. She didn’t like Sundays, they were a boredom for her. Weekdays were pretty good, she looked at the garden, trees all around, birds chirping, children playing, so many visitors. Sundays were lifeless, she cannot even go to the garden.

She cannot go anywhere on her own now. It’s been 6 years and she has been bed ridden. She lost her both legs in an accident. The accident was so severe that she was in a coma for a year. Doctors claimed it to be a miracle when she was back to her senses. After that incident she believed that anything is possible, somewhere or the other she also hoped to walk one day on her own.

She considered artificial limbs as an option but due to its unavailability in her village that was also a distant dream.

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Mukesh was now 92, he came back to his hometown after he lost his family in the earthquake. He was serving as an army official and was transferred to Delhi. He left his family back home in the village as it was the festival of lights and so, he thought that they will enjoy more at home. But, just before a day of the festival the mishap happened. He ran home to help, was clearing the mess when a wall collapsed to make him a handicapped. He lost his leg and so was provided with the artificial limb by the government.
Today Mukesh was not feeling well, when he went to the doctor they asked him to be admitted. Within an hour Mukesh died.

Shriya came in for a regular checkup that day when the doctors asked her if she wants the artificial limb of Mukesh. Shriya agreed and though she needed two to start a normal life, but for now even one was enough. One crutch and one leg, now she can walk on her own. Her hopes coming true, there was light in the dark again.

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