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"Grace, Music, Dance, Poetry, And most importantly, a heart covered with the thorns of a red rose. Do you truly think you are capable of surviving in this ruthless new world?"
"Even if the oil lamp's flames burn into my heart, as long as I have the spirit of art within, I will persevere."
Awadh. 1850s India.
She was second in line after her sister to be married off to the son of a rich family, whisked away to a life of conjugal bliss with someone she had not a semblence of affection for. But fate had different plans.
Leaving her home of Mirzapur behind, She was sent to the burrows of the illustrious "Gulposh Mahal" to become a "tawaif" after the famous tawaif Fauqiyah Jaan hears of her talent after a chance encounter.
Here, she can follow her dreams of dance, music, and poetry without being pulled back, without being ridiculed. Yet, the Gulposh Mahal is far more convulted. She is entangled in the storm of the endless internal rivalries and the bitter power struggles, all while the threat of the rival establishment "Sunehri Mahal" looms.
This girl's name is Arfa.
What fate awaits her? What friends and foes will she make? This is a story of a young woman who defies all odds and chooses to follow her destiny.
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