Apple Anecdote

I Indira Renganathan Indira Renganathan
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A staunch devotee needn't at all give Her oblations to her deity For her pure devotion itself is a great Oblation to her deity Yet she thinks it's a token of her pure devotion That she should give a hearty oblation She washes and checks some ripe apples one by one For their purity that not at all any is rotten In deep contemplation she mutters her prayers And does her pooja ending with the oblation Pooja over..as a gift of God she takes one apple Cut to eat to feel blessed for her further welfare But not all times are lucky.This time a big letdown Some brown spots discourage her as a bad omen Feeling cursed instead of being blessed happily She bursts out into tears sobbing terribly Watching this her husband cajoles and consoles her 'Look, it's just an enzymatic process exposed to oxygen Always day and night go friendly only, likewise This prasad is also divine that you should not despise

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