“We have your daughter, & it’ll take us nothing more than 10 seconds to chop her head off.”
“Www-what do you want? Just don’t harm her. She’s our only child. We’ll give you everything you need!”
A hefty ransom was the kidnapper’s demand, & the Mehras had no choice but to contact their neighbours for help.
“The kidnappers have Ishika! We need to borrow some money from you”, Mr Mehra cried.
The neighbours sighed, as they asked Mehra to calm down.
“We can’t lose our child! How can we calm down?!” Mr. Mehra whimpered.
“Ishika left us all – 2 years ago, Mehra saab. You’re hallucinating about her existence again.”
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