It feels like being the only torch in a long tunnel—your light is both necessary and terribly conspicuous. In our Sikkim school, I was among just five girls in the advanced maths stream, and the masters would look only at us when asking for "neat work." This taught me that your presence becomes a statement, whether you wish it or not. Now, in my shop, I notice young Bahadur always asking his sister, the only girl in their football game, to "keep score"—she shines, but they give her the pen, not the ball.
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