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By next morning, rain had stopped. We saw the sun shining overhead for a promising day. “Jai Baba Bholenath”, the whole atmosphere were enchanted.

The main temple was 14 Km from that place, on a steep height. I decided to take Palki for Ma and Papa. I looked around.

A boy came and asked “Bhaiya, Palki karenge kya”? He was not more than 20. Came with him were other two boys of same age. I smiled. I could not believe that such tender boys can take papa on Palki for 14 Km climb to the temple.

“Tum log kaise lay jaoge”? I tried to shut up them. Looking straight into my eyes unfazed, the first boy replied, “We can take both of you (me and papa) together”.

A person with best reasoning abilities would have said the same that I had. But despite at my best judgment, they carried papa till main temple without even stopping once. We took ponies.

En route, I kept watching them. Definitely, our so-called reasoning has impeded the course of original abilities. We have used social scales to reason things and in this endeavor; we have always limited both our mental and physical abilities. We do not want to think beyond a point and hurry to declare various possibilities absurd or impossible.

My pony stopped for water. I gave her a pat. She responded with a jerk. “She
likes you”, said the pony-man.

Climb was steeper as we progressed. I saw the people around me, those Palki boys, dozens of ponies climbing, I saw how difficult was for those boys to step up, I saw pony sniffing more than once. I saw the main temple from a distance. “They are the true worshippers”. (...........contd.)