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The glass of milk on the table stares at me. Always white, thick, and slushy like melted snow.The smell of it makes my stomach churn. I cover my mouth with my hand while mygrandmother's voice booms in the background....
Swetha Amit
I teach at the Sacred Heart Degree College for Women in Bengaluru. The college is attachedto the Bengaluru North University which ensures that pedagogy and all academic obligationsare scrupulously adhered to.