Today was one of the days in my childhood life when I used to really feel bad that the most lovely god is going to be immersed in water. I always asked this question to my mother, “Ma why is it that the god needs to be immersed? He is so heavy, he would drown.” And he did every year. 20 years hence, I have understood the concepts and beliefs about the lifeless, fat but extremely attractive moortis. I have started believing in god and have changed a lot. But I still feel bad about the deity being immersed in water
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