Story-345 "WIND"part-1

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a gust of wind

Those who were supposed to be in the part of Shweta, had gone to her younger sister Pallavi's necklace. But due to the round of time, the same happiness was at the rate of Shweta due to Pallavi.
Sarvesh Varshney | August 22, 2013

It was ironic that the happiness which was supposed to come in the part of Shweta had gone to her younger sister Pallavi. Shweta had also compromised with the situation. But how was the period of time that the happiness was due to Pallavi once again getting it?

I felt anxious when I saw the death of younger sister Pallavi The mind is full of hundreds of kinds of fears. If the wire is not a liar, even if a healthy married woman can die without any disease? How can this be possible?

I repeatedly flipped the paper of wire, used to read the letters printed on it, and there was no lattice anywhere. In my Tanaman, the cold wave ran out. Last month I went to Delhi and met Pallavi, her husband, Tarun and Bittia Noori, like a lovely 3-month-old doll. Then where was the thought, a few days later I would get the information about Pallavi's death.

At that time, Pallavi was thrilled to see me happy. Paste his cheetah with chest, he was immersed in hundreds of pleasant fantasies. His relieved satisfied face gave the impression of happy couple life. Then suddenly what happened to the accident? Which accidental disease snatched Pallavi and destroyed the greenery?

Seeing the picture of Pallavi's picture in her room, I continued tears for long. There was no car for Delhi at night. I have been crying all night The morning leave application took hold of a friend of the hostel and I left the first car.

When he reached his house, the crowd was spreading out to the road. The crowd of people surrounded the body of Pallavi, covered with white sheet. Many women standing in the crowd, who seemed to be members of a women's organization, were shouting slogans against Pallavi's in-laws, demanding arrest. People of the crowd were also speaking against the in-laws.

When I rushed the crowd into the rush and saw inside, the mother and father were all present. All shouting was blaming the husband and husband of Pallavi that he had killed Pallavi by burning it in the greed of dowry.

Seeing me, mourning mom cried in me. The need arose by pointing towards the father and father of father Pallavi, "See, how has this Naradham killed my daughter's daughter by burning with brutality? What was lacking in my daughter? What was the deficiency I had in giving dowry? Color TV, fridge, and scooter were all given. "

The brother said, "These people are greedy of dowry, they wanted a motor vehicle in dowry, we were unable to give the people. That is why these people burnt my sister to death, so that the second can get the dowry of lakhs of rupees again. "

For the first time I had heard the words of the father and the young man and his indecipherable for the monkey of his brother, he had heard about the car. Someone had never told Tarun to greedy for dowry. All were not tired of praising his good nature in uncharted tone.

There was also a young man in the crowd, who was engaged in asserting the need for junkishness, accusation, opposition, hatred, resentment of the people, and his mother-in-law, in order to keep her mother-in-law close to her face for a swollen face.

He was presenting his cleanliness in front of the nervous people of Mumba that they have no son or daughter other than the young. They took care of their daughter-in-law's house in the house. Then why would they kill their beloved daughter-in-law?

But the sound of them was buried under the dash in the Dakshaya area. There was no one to hear them. All were committed to blame them.

Before boiling, the boiling father and brother had written a slip under the dowry law against the young and its motherpaw in the police station before coming to me. Pallavi's post mortem had been done. Due to death, excessive burning was proven.

The police had given permission to Tarun and his mother to join the funeral of Pallavi and cremation before the arrest.

When the people started taking out the tree and started taking them out, the young man started crying and shouting with Palaivi's charcoal, which was made of coal. People began to satirize that young people are showing off all this to avoid police, law and public silence; otherwise, do the hearts of the darling people also have heart?

Nobody had any sympathy with the young man and his parents. After the completion of Pallavi's funeral, when the police took the three men and arrested them, then the anger of the people was restored.

In such a large number, there was no other than the oldest servant of the mother, father, brother and young. The relatives of Pallavi's in-laws also went to their own house fearing the fear of falling in the police.

The parents were frightened by the untimely death of their beloved, dulari daughter Pallavi that even the arrest of the young man and his mother was not found peace of mind.

Sleep was not in anyone's eyes. In all the meetings, sitting on the sofas began to discuss mutual thinking about how Tarshi and his mother-in-law were given strict admiration. All young men were desperate to see hanging on a hanging trap.

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