Story of Tarana
Tarana means that song which glorifies one's life. The girl with this name that has such music in it is today lying in a tiny room at Chhanv, with her face covered with a safety mask, to keep infection away. Not just her face, even her neck shoulder and arms were burnt in an acid attack in September, 2013. Like most other cases of acid attack, Tarana was also burnt in the name of love, as she witnessed the most brutal face of humanity.
Our poor household did not even have a lock and the main door was tied with a rope. I initially thought it was hot tea, but my brother turned on the lights and understood it was acid that was burning my eyelids and melting my skin. I would have lost my eyes if I hadn't covered them with my hands.