When I lost my daughter Kiran, I realized that no parent should ever feel that a girl’s birth is a burden. From that pain grew the seed of change — a tree for every daughter. Today, every time I see a young girl smiling beside the trees planted for her, I feel that Kiran still lives among us, through every leaf and every life that blossoms in Piplantri. This is not just a village initiative — it’s a living example of what love, unity, and respect can create.