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The Festival

Pedaling down to home from tuition, I saw a massive crowd outside the temple. I recognized it was a day of Soorasamhaara (festival). Aside that massive crowd, my eyeball focused on those mouth-watering dishes (prasada), just like Arjuna focused on the parrot eyes amidst the concrete jungle.

Delicious prasada
Wasting no time, I pounced upon those delectable dishes.

I took some and walked across my home. Soon after reaching home, I offered my dad with a handful of prasada with a wacky smile.

He, to my surprise, with an intent look shouted furiously, which left me aghast.

“Idiot, where is your bicycle?”
The Festival The Festival Reviewed by Gowthama Rajavelu on 22:12 Rating: 5

8 comments:

  1. Where is your bicycle? hehe.

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    1. Ha ha... Actually it was very old so no one even bothered to go near it. It stood safe where I left, near the temple :-D ;-)

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  2. When there is food, nothing else matters! :D

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    1. Exactly Jane... He he he :-D ;-) Bicycle, who cares!?

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