The Story Of Umbrella
How many things he would have done.. But I still haven't forgotten that Wednesday's haat... Like many other times, when the game of cleaning hands is going on by fooling people, a dark goon type of guy grabbed the boy's collar and said, "Magic is not magic? Don't you pass the place of Jochchori? Open the umbrella? After opening me, when the watch wallet came out, the boy knew who had beaten him so badly. Why did he hit my knee with my cork and broke it in two in shock and left me on the street without even looking back...
Since then I was on the streets for a long time... finally one day a small child picked me up and brought me to her house.. seeing me playing with her, her mother took me away from her and kept me in the corner of the tin rice in the house.. I stayed there for a long time.. everyone forgot about me. .. Today, suddenly the child's mother was cooking in the chalk stove, she did not find chalk at hand and took me off the rice. .Well I won't waste your precious time.. You didn't say what is your urgent work?? Well you go now... I sit quietly before I get burnt too.