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M E E R A (On Hold)
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Ongoing, First published Jan 01, 2022
BOLPUR .  RABINDRANATH . SHANTINIKETAN.

This was all Meera had known for her entire life. Nothing could have been more cruel than being abandoned on your day of birth. But Meera had learnt to be okay with it. She was happy with the life she had at the orphanage- growing up in bengali culture and embracing the customs.

But what happens when she gets thrusted into a life she has no heart to stay in. Leaving behind everything she had ever known, her new guardians now wants her to adapt to a life style she had no idea existed.

A mansion for a home, posh lifestyle, above all a family of parents and 5 handsome men who are supposed to be her brothers.

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Join Meera in the rollercoaster ride -- LIFE
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