A 16-year-old girl in Delhi once wrote in her diary: "My mother didn't sleep for two years—just my Class 10 and Class 12 board exams. She made me a cup of ginger tea every two hours. I scored 94%. She cried more than I did. When I asked why, she said, 'This is the only weapon I can give you against the world.'"
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