Dvesas

Give Me Time to Think

Gayatri went through four grueling days to the temple. The trip was easy because people let him eat, stay, buy clothes for free. Gayatri knew this was her Saxony. The man kept following him. Like a man without a job, his sax appears to be playing around with the little children and teenagers he meets on the way.

Gayatri arrived at the temple. He was just about to step on the first step but his steps were blocked by the head monk who had rang the bell that day.

“Prime, I'm here to meng...