The silver spoon was missing. 

The spoon that Soma received from her mother when she got married was missing and Soma looked around the entire house.

“Where could it go?” she mumbled while looking under the small wooden temple in the room.

“Durga, Durga,” she screamed while moving the rug.

“Come down here quickly.”

Durga was busy drying clothes on the terrace. She quickly ran down thinking Soma had fallen down or some untoward incident has occurred.

“Have you seen the spoon?”

“Which spoon, Amma?”

“The silver one. It had that flower like design on it.”

“The bowl is there at the temple but the spoon is missing,” she added.

She looked towards Durga who was standing at the door. Sunrays falling on her dark skin from behind created a silhouette of her. Her hair was neatly plaited into two halves tied with red ribbons and she was wearing her usual cream coloured floral blouse and a long skirt.
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