We were waiting for God’s doors to open. The priest is an angry old man . He asked us curtly to wait outside for the doors to open. Meantime we could pray to Monkey God behind the big striped red rock.
We had come from a 3 km long walk in the K.B.R park. There were just four peacocks in the park by the last count.
We decided to place a hundred rupee note in God’s plate . The angry old man was now less angry. He would give us God’s coconut . He asked us to sit in God’s hall under a fan.
Please make a chutney of the coconut. We will, we will, we said highly impressed.