They brought fresh flowers and blooms to the shrine, a myriad of colors and fragrance. They humbly bowed before their deity and offered their prayers and sought blessings.
The temple had many idols, each a figment of the sculptors imagination.
The first one was white as Lily to symbolise the purity of the divine being, untouched and untainted . When the rays of light hit it, it shone like a thousand suns.
Another one was covered in grandeur with royal robes . A spectrum of colours from fiery reds to majestic purple and bright yellow. The power and glory of an immortal king who preserves and protects his followers exuded from it.
The calm and earthy idol was placed in a corner. Made of mud with a string of leaves around it kept on a wooden pedestal remained the simplest of them all.
Each devotee wanted to protect their idol from the other, and so they built tall partitions between each idol. They developed their own ways of worship and rituals. As time went by, the number of devotees increased and the temple was filled with the fragrance of incense and smoke from the burnt offering.
Soot covered all the idols and now they all look alike………