The burka hangs of a thread, situated in the highest of the part destinated to the head, it is sold in the markets and shops of Afghanistan or other countries, transmitting a ghostly feeling to our western eyes, generating a figure, an extended contour, without life. Adopting such a form, the burka has accompanied me by all those places where it is extraneous and in which I have been looking for a branch, a rod or any small ledge where expose it.