30/03/2026
Ududumbara, unbroken ๐๐
The village exhaled. Not a sigh of relief, but the careful, deliberate breath of a body remembering how to live.
Slowly, as if afraid to startle the dawn - the windows opened, a thread of smoke and then another. One by one, the small sounds returned - a spoon against a clay pot, a door unlatching, and the kids at play.. we are still here and we shall rise.
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