act like screen play writer for me, don't rewrite. In a village there was a tradition of taking the god in a procession every year. Every year in the village they celebrate a festival, perform pujas, clean all the streets for the procession and decorate them beautifully with mugs, arches, flowers.

A bullock cart was built for the procession. The cart was washed, painted with turmeric, decorated with flowers and decorated with flowers.

And what about the bull that pushed the cart? They used to choose the strongest and healthiest bull in the village. The bull was bathed, bathed, belled and clothed in silk to make its skin shiny. Aha! They make it very nice to see.

Like every year, this year also the village is ready for the procession. A single bull named NAME_1 was chosen. Well made and carted. The idol of the god was placed in a cart, the procession was started after offering arathi.

Throughout that day, wherever NAME_1 went, people bowed down and offered salutations. NAME_2 NAME_1 was delusional thinking that all this was a favor to him. All day long he walked very proudly, proudly, with his horns up and his chest out. He was overwhelmed and overwhelmed!

In the evening, the procession again reached the temple. In anticipation, with NAME_3, the villagers took down the idol of their god from the cart and carried it inside.

What else is there when the statue comes down from the cart? Everyone has forgotten NAME_1. In whose works they fell. They took off the silk cloths on NAME_1's mat and again took NAME_1 in Ed Provide two versions of response separated with exactly 6 asterisk symbols: ******.
user