Orphan Gods : In Chennai During Pongal.

“Everyday many come to me for prayer

They bow down, whisper and cry.

Everyone call me as a brother, father and mother,

I am happy to have relationship with this city people –after all they are alone.

I never leave them in solitude, because they didn’t have a soul here to share.

But a day comes, where the god has become orphan,

City person thronged to their natives leaving the god alone.”


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