Himachal Pradesh / Shimla: Will bring Kheer from Bhole Baba’s temple…Professor Mansi and her husband had said these words to the daughter, the dead body returned

By handing over the phone to their 12-year-old daughter, her parents had left for the Shiva temple in Summerhill. He had told his daughter that he would soon bring kheer back from Bhole Baba’s place. But he did not know that he would not be able to fulfill his promise to his daughter. We are talking about Professor Mansi and her husband Advocate Harish Sharma. Mansi and Harish have died in a landslide at the Shiva temple in Summerhill. The bodies of both were recovered during the rescue operation on Tuesday. The post-mortem of both the bodies was done at IGMC Hospital in Shimla.

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Professor Mansi was a resident of Paonta Sahib in District Sirmaur. Prior to HPU, it was posted in Nahan College in the college cadre. She was living with her husband in the MI room of Summerhill. On Monday, both the couple had reached the temple for Jalabhishek when a landslide occurred and both were trapped under the debris. Mansi was 7 months pregnant and went to the temple on Monday with her husband to offer Kheer as it was a Monday of Sawan.

Professor Mansi was pregnant
Professor Mansi was pregnant. It has been found in the post-mortem report that in this accident, their fetus got scattered somewhere. Mansi and Harish’s 12-year-old daughter is now supported by her grandmother and Taya. Seeing the dead bodies of her parents, she is not able to stop her tears.

In whose face should i find you
BJP leader and lawyer Sheetal Sharma Vyas has shared a post on Facebook regarding this incident. He wrote that Dr. Mansi Harish Verma bid adieu to a new journey. But forgot the piece of my liver in whose hand I gave my phone and said that I will come back soon with kheer from Bhole Baba’s place. After waiting for hours, the girl’s wait ended today when she saw her mother and father mutilated in the post-mortem room and the hope of the younger brother and sister to come died when the doctor told that the fit was scattered somewhere in this untoward incident. A little girl with red eyes, seeing her parents being packed in white polythene, in confusion as to who is mine, whom I belong to. Mummy’s friend said aunt, father’s friend said uncle In whose face should I find you both. The one who was unborn was taken with them and the one who was born years ago, was left with whom.