Story for Children -Chapter 2
The alcohol shopkeeper was in good spirits that day. He was always happy when the little girl paid his shop a visit. She was, in many ways, a divine sign that alcohol was his true calling. You see, once upon a time, the shopkeeper had been a sweets vendor, and had owned a famous bakery chain called 'Iyengar Bakery.' Due to a series of unfortunate circumstances, the shopkeeper woke up one day to find the the Key opened the door no more. He made do with what he had, and became an alcohol vendor, owner of the famous alcohol chain 'Iyengar Bar.' His is a different story however, and we shall discuss him another day.
The character we are concerned about, at the moment, is his son, the little boy. When the shopkeeper got back home after a hard day's work each day, he would bring a gift for the little boy: a vintage alcohol bottle. He would often tell the little boy the story of the lost Key and the mysterious, divine circumstances that led to his being an alcohol shopkeeper. To his mother's consternation, the little boy listened very devoutly to these stories, and soon began to equate alcohol with the Divine presence in his life. He would religiously store all his father's daily gifts and then perform an elaborate ceremony involving flowers, incense, and empty alcohol bottles.
After many days of austere practice, the little boy was gifted with what he considered a divine vision: a vision of the Bottle that would save humanity. The Incarnation, he saw, would be in the shape of a Happy Buddha carved out of translucent green stone. When his father received his gift from Korea, a cheap arrack in the form of a Happy Buddha and carved from translucent green stone, the little boy was awed. The Bottle had chosen his humble home as its Headquarters to work It's magic from! Under the watch of his apalled mother, the little boy intensified his rituals and meditated upon the Bottle constantly.
While meditating one day, the little boy felt a disturbance in the divine aura surrounding him. He opened his eyes to see his father sell the bottle to a little girl. Distraught, the little boy surreptitiously followed the little girl home to try and coax the Bottle back to It's abode.
When they reached the little girl's home, the boy was startled for a second. The house was crooked so he had to crane his neck to make it look alright. After the initial moment of confusion, the little boy climbed up the pipes and entered the house through the bathroom window. He slowly made his way around, when he noticed the little girl in the bathtub with her back to him.
The little girl was dressed in a bright pink bathrobe and had a yellow tortoise floating near her feet. She seemed to be narrating a story to put it to sleep.
The alcohol shopkeeper was in good spirits that day. He was always happy when the little girl paid his shop a visit. She was, in many ways, a divine sign that alcohol was his true calling. You see, once upon a time, the shopkeeper had been a sweets vendor, and had owned a famous bakery chain called 'Iyengar Bakery.' Due to a series of unfortunate circumstances, the shopkeeper woke up one day to find the the Key opened the door no more. He made do with what he had, and became an alcohol vendor, owner of the famous alcohol chain 'Iyengar Bar.' His is a different story however, and we shall discuss him another day.
The character we are concerned about, at the moment, is his son, the little boy. When the shopkeeper got back home after a hard day's work each day, he would bring a gift for the little boy: a vintage alcohol bottle. He would often tell the little boy the story of the lost Key and the mysterious, divine circumstances that led to his being an alcohol shopkeeper. To his mother's consternation, the little boy listened very devoutly to these stories, and soon began to equate alcohol with the Divine presence in his life. He would religiously store all his father's daily gifts and then perform an elaborate ceremony involving flowers, incense, and empty alcohol bottles.
After many days of austere practice, the little boy was gifted with what he considered a divine vision: a vision of the Bottle that would save humanity. The Incarnation, he saw, would be in the shape of a Happy Buddha carved out of translucent green stone. When his father received his gift from Korea, a cheap arrack in the form of a Happy Buddha and carved from translucent green stone, the little boy was awed. The Bottle had chosen his humble home as its Headquarters to work It's magic from! Under the watch of his apalled mother, the little boy intensified his rituals and meditated upon the Bottle constantly.
While meditating one day, the little boy felt a disturbance in the divine aura surrounding him. He opened his eyes to see his father sell the bottle to a little girl. Distraught, the little boy surreptitiously followed the little girl home to try and coax the Bottle back to It's abode.
When they reached the little girl's home, the boy was startled for a second. The house was crooked so he had to crane his neck to make it look alright. After the initial moment of confusion, the little boy climbed up the pipes and entered the house through the bathroom window. He slowly made his way around, when he noticed the little girl in the bathtub with her back to him.
The little girl was dressed in a bright pink bathrobe and had a yellow tortoise floating near her feet. She seemed to be narrating a story to put it to sleep.
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