An Umbrella

An Umbrella

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The silence was there in the verandah.The victim was in the middle of the room a small heighted girl with a cute pony in the extreme middle of her head with pink ribbon & it was so vertically upward and her left , a man in the white baniyan and lungi, and ofcourse a moustache was on his face to show that he belongs to one of the important species of family which in indian socity we call father.On the right we see a woman wearing a sari in a way that she seems the busy species of the family , which we generally prefer to call mataji in a very ritual indian families and mom in a indo western family. Her red bindi signifies danger more than a symbol for his husband safety. In the front of the girl was a table where her school bag was postmortem and the report says she is missing AN UMBRELLA.
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