Once in a year….

He was very happy, someone was cleaning his toilet. It’d never happened before, in almost a year since he’d begun using this place, right on the main road. But just as he began his morning rituals, the man threw a bucket of water. He flew away, looking for another statue, wondering why today was special.

until next time, happy gandhi jayanthi

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