Most of my life I have had a faithful companion. I’ll be honest, mostly I hated her. I was repulsed by the sight of her, even though she has never left my side for as long as I can remember. Through most of my childhood she was the cause of relentless and hurtful teasing from everyone, immediate family included, even though they KNEW I couldn’t cut her out of my life in a moment. It is only after I came to NY that I learnt to accept her for who she is, and not judge her for her existence or myself for my acceptance of her. With able assistance from my cousin and some other people I have even come to love her, embrace her and advertise her. Ladies and gentlemen, may I present Champakavalli:

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