Awnirudh was a man of unshakable fortitude, but even he could not contain the overwhelming emotions that consumed him upon encountering Mira's helplessness. She had lay on that modest cot in the medical camp, before him, a fragile and innocent figure in the midst of a world that had turned a blind eye to her plight.
With each passing day, Awnirudh's empathy and emotional distress grew, as Mira's blacked eye and broken bones made him witness firsthand the cruel and unjust treatment that she had been subjected to. He couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship with her, a fellow human being caught in the crosshairs of an unjust and unforgiving world.
As he had watched Mira suffer in silence that day, Awnirudh's heart was rent asunder by a maelstrom of emotions. Anger at the injustice of it all, sorrow for the pain that Mira endured, and a fierce determination to right the wrongs that had been inflicted upon her, all swirled within him like a tempest.
