“Most of the people in the village were a little envious of Binya’s blue umbrella. No one else had ever possessed one like it…

Secretly, everyone admired it.

Unlike the adults, the children didn’t have to pretend. They were full of praise for the umbrella. It was so light, so pretty, so bright a blue! And it was just the right size for Binya. They knew that if they said nice things about the umbrella, Binya would smile and give it to them to hold for a little while—just a very little while!”

As I read this in The Blue Umbrella, I thought to myself: What a contrast!

*I have given an excerpt from RUSKIN BOND’s The Blue Umbrella, a tale set in the mountains of North India. Do take time to read this tale and watch the movie, for it really captures the quaintness and simplicity of Indian villages. Click on the link to read

blue umbrella

*Friday Fictioneers is talented group of enthusiasts penning down a story, a poem, a prose, etc., expressing their heart about a photo prompt © Dale Rogerson


  1. Having visited India, I could relate to this story… I loved what l saw of India, and will read and enjoy the story you posted a link to.


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