An other day of festival at an other place called Virudhunagar. I didn't know what was special in this place but here after it is the day that i spent there will be the first to come to my mind. Particularly the night which was because of that crazy guy with cigar in his mouth.
Getting together is the one that i like about this festival. They did not treat me as a someone new but rather as a one among them. May be, everyone is good to strangers.
They said it's for god they are shaving my hair, but my cry was so loud and clear that i need him right now to save at least my hair. I waited till the last one, he did not turn up.
by every child being shaved forcefully
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