The Sugar.

They have put a big photo of his on the wall.

Everyday I come and have my share of sugar, candies, sweetmeat from the plate infront of his photo.

He never cares or says no.

One day a dozen of sweet banana and incense sticks were kept.No sugar. I waited underneath the platform.


None came.

His photo told me “I am God . Today you go to the kitchen and fetch your food.”

I went running and saw the sugar container is slant and the lid was not kept properly.

I got my food.Thank you God.

I am a big black ant.


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