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She worked as a supervisor in a male-dominated environment, where her voice was a whisper in a room full of shouts. Six months passed in a blur of overwork and quiet frustration. Even travelling to Central Station felt like crossing a border she wasn\u2019t meant to cross.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But everything changed when Sheeba walked into KATHA, where every corner seemed to say: \u201cYou belong.\u201d At KATHA, she found something different. A space where learning wasn\u2019t rationed, where kindness wasn\u2019t a transaction, and where \u201cWhy should I teach you?\u201d was replaced by \u201cCome, let me show you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Three years later, Sheeba is doing more than walking through doors. She is holding them open for others. She\u2019s learned from people and places, from Excel sheets glowing on old desktops and from those sweaty afternoons she managed book stalls under bright tents. 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