Ibha has a thousand names.
Zimmedaar. Strong. Sensible. Mature.
But does she like any of them? She has never had the time to find out.
Ibha has spent her childhood holding her family together with bare hands, and when they were done with her, when she had given them everything a daughter could give, they handed her to another family and called it marriage.
And was told: Be useful. Be quiet. Be grateful.
Riyasat is not one woman's story.
It is the story of every eldest daughter who was handed a role before she was given a name, every Indian woman who was told that endurance is love, that sacrifice is duty, that a good woman does not leave.
And what happens when she finally decides that she has held enough.
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