....he sat crying in the dark room on the floor with his head pressed between his knees, there was a wooden cot on which peacefully slept a girl child of five dressed in extremely expensive frock and shies, her face was innocent like an angel s,, her appearance suggested she beloned to a wealthy family, he lifted his head crying to look at the child, his eyes shed tears uncontrollably, he also wanted to empty his emotions through washing away his tears, they were the tears of guilt of being partner in crime, he was not active but passive partner but equally guilty of the crime, he wanted to cleanse his conscience therefore he had brought the child to his own village, there was another reason and it was to complete his task smoothly, the child was no unfamiliar, she knew him and trusted him , she was surprised where was she taken
Uncle where are we going she had asked the moment they boarded the bus
He patiently explained he was taking baji to the village where there were birds sparrows and parrots to see
The child happily announced she liked parrots then after a pause she asked when will they go back home
He said her mom was informed and by the late evening they will be back, she nodded and began looking out of the window
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