In Mount Vailash, Deva was in a deep meditation. Devi had just finished watching TV. She came out to breathe some fresh air. Saw Deva under the tree and decided to talk to him.
Devi: What are you doing?
Deva: Nothing.
Devi: You had closed your eyes.
Deva: I was getting to start some meditation.
Devi: Today idols of our son is being immersed.
Deva: Yes, I know.
Devi: It is a torture to see him being immersed in such dirty water, every year.
Deva: Why is it a torture?
Devi: It is just the thought that my son is mercilessly dumped in water,on some vague religious grounds.
Deva: There is no religion involved in dumping his idol.
Devi: The why do they dump him in water?
Deva: They want to see a new idol next year. To have something new, you need do discard the old.
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