Maybe I'll get more real sense of it all when I return to India and meet my family, says the country's new world championNikhat Zareen has taught our world, hindered by patriarchy and tradition seeking, that scraped knees, a broken tooth and the occasional black eye can take a girl places. That these are not chains that bind you back as society expects. Instead these are wings on which you fly to your own sun. To each her own. " Kitney questions hain aapke, batao?" It is a drowsy, sleepy Nikhat who calls back from Istanbul, all because she had quietly promised to, without actually consenting. "I haven't slept since last night, the excitement of the thing, thinking about what will happen when I return to India. Tell me, who can sleep in all this madness? The hazaar interviews since morning. I haven't found a moment with myself alone," Nikhat Zareen complained, not bothering to stifle a loud yawn on Friday evening.