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....he entered chacha kamala s house,  whole courtyard was vacant,  chachi was a late riser  and chacha   pampered her , no matter what happened to the world,  village could  drown in floods  or the only child in the family  broke his head nothing mattered  above chachi  s wishes  and happiness,  , last month  someone died  in the village,  chachi  imitating others  beat up her chest  and  screaming  cried without a tear in her eyes,  several women around  stopped crying just to see her perform,  from outside  came 8n running chacha  and sitting  by her feet  pulled out a corner of his shirt using it as a hand fan and said Farida don't cry  your heart out  or the dead might  stand up alive  because   the dead had taken loan to buy ear dangers and  not returned the money,  she pushed him aside,  her  performance was in the pause mode,  she asked him to get her a bottle of soda,