A crowd gathered at the dilapidated hut in the village. Worried, they were all busy discussing about the otherwise barren tree which had grown “shoes”.
The villagers decided to offer one of their shoe to the “shoe tree” as an oblation, lest some tragedy befell on them..
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I love your story. Such an interesting twist. 😊
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Thank you Kat !!
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Nice story Deepika though all suspiciously hanging their shoes.
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Thanks kamal..Yes, that’s a twist ☺️
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Welcome Deepika
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Nice one
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Thank you !!
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Welcome
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So interesting 🙂
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Thanks dear pragalbha 😊
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And that is how ‘Gods’ are born 🙂
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🙂
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And here we can witness the start of yet another silly tradition/ritual/ blah blah. You can call it by many names but it’s all the same. Great take on the prompt, Deepika! 🙂
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