The Festival

Pedaling down to home from tuition classes, I saw a massive crowd gathered outside the temple. I immediately recalled that it was the day of the Soorasamhaara festival. Looking beyond the massive crowd, my eyes focused on to those mouth-watering dishes being offered as 'Prasada', much like Arjuna had his eye focused on the parrot's eye.

Wasting no more time, I pounced upon those delectable dishes. I took some and walked my home.

Soon after reaching home, I offered my dad with a handful of the 'Prasada' with a proud smile.

He, to my surprise, with an intent look shouted furiously, which left me aghast, “Idiot! Where is your bicycle?”