As I left the temple hall just after japa to pick up some flowers and tulasi leaves for my Deities’ puja, I met my 12-year-old friend Lokanath with his friend. I requested Lokanath to take my key and open the door to my room. His friend quickly stretched out his right hand to take the key but my friend mildly reprimanded him, saying “Stop that; you’re not the one asked to take the key to open the door.” I was amused.

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