I had gone to sleep, well almost. When Ganesha you woke me up. The curved trunk and reddish black eyes jolted me off my sleep. I screamed "Who", though I knew it's You.
You held me by hand, and took me on Mooshik. Never had I thought, I'd ride the animal I dread.
Oh I know you chose him as vahana to protect him. From us humans. So we realize the mice too serve a purpose in our food chain. To warn not to wipe them off civilization (that is, if we ever could!)
When in flight, the first thing I yet wanted to confirm is that many-opinioned fable, of the cause for broken tusk. Ganaraja just gave me another look, as if "what audacity!" and kept flight.
Where were we headed...
You held me by hand, and took me on Mooshik. Never had I thought, I'd ride the animal I dread.
Oh I know you chose him as vahana to protect him. From us humans. So we realize the mice too serve a purpose in our food chain. To warn not to wipe them off civilization (that is, if we ever could!)
When in flight, the first thing I yet wanted to confirm is that many-opinioned fable, of the cause for broken tusk. Ganaraja just gave me another look, as if "what audacity!" and kept flight.
Where were we headed...
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