She had come a long way.
The baby girl who survived being thrown against the wall in her infancy, the girl who borrowed books to quench her thirst for learning, the girl who ran away from home to find a new life and landed in a brothel, the girl who poisoned the ‘madam’ to get out of there was a free woman today.
She’d completed her term in jail, and surprisingly looked younger and fresher than she had ever looked before. She spearheaded a real movement, which had been in her head all the time. She won the battle ….