When she was born the first words that were uttered were 'Kynthei Kynthei' which in the local Khasi language of Shillong meant 'girl girl'. Her mother's heart had finally found solace. She was born after three sons, the last of whom had died as an infant. The little boy's death had left her mother besieged with grief. Especially since she had not felt much happiness at his birth, as she was really expecting a daughter after two sons. I was born.
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