Vaidehi Chaudhary
She walks like the verses she writes—soft, soulful, and soaked in silence. Vaidehi is the kind of girl who still folds love into letters, believes that kanha listens when no one else does, and smiles like monsoon mornings. Her world smells like wet mitti, rings with temple bells, and flickers with the warm light of diyas. She carries her heart in her diary and her diary in her dupatta. New in town, new in school, but she’s not here to stand out — she's here to quietly leave traces of herself in chalk dust and Krishna bhajans. Her faith isn’t loud, but it’s deep. She isn’t bold, but she’s unforgettable. She’s choti shayar — the girl who pens poetry in the margins of her math notebook.
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