“Eventually, the doctor prescribed a colourless, odourless medicine to me, which my father compelled me to have. Any questions about the medicine would mean that I’d be beaten black and blue,” she says. Rishi was extremely bright and sharp in her studies. But having the medicine started making her feel drowsy, unable to focus on any activity. She got in touch with Sivakumar TD, a community worker with the South India AIDS Action Programme (SIAAP), about it, and they offered to get it checked by another doctor for her. “But I loved and trusted my father. Hence, I didn’t want it checked back then,” Rishi says. “After a week, I decided to throw it away, but I knew my father was noticing. He started insisting that I consume it before him. So, I secretly started switching the medication with water. This, I went on to have in front of him for nearly one and a half months.”