Open on a tight close-up of calloused fingers pressing against a worn tabla. The sound is muffled, imperfect. Pull back to reveal KABIR (14) , sitting cross-legged in a 10x10 chawl room. Rainwater drips from a leaking ceiling into a bucket. The walls are layered with old newspaper and one faded photo of a woman in a white saree—his mother, NANDINI (deceased).

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