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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 T R Gowthama on 22:12 Rating: 5

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    1. Seems like you too have experience one :-P

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  2. 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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  3. 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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