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It was a regular Monday at a school in Mominpura. For the entire day, I maintained the demeanour of a pious well-behaved burqa-clad Muslim woman, teaching young girls about the virtues of religion and simultaneously tutoring other mainstream subjects. But I was quite desperate to rush home early and eagerly waited for the final bell. As soon as the bell rang, I swiftly walked out of the school premise – before the staff and children hoarded towards the main gate. I started walking at a brisk...