Arasu took a seat under the shade of neem tree that refreshed the worn body of him and the villagers. The villagers went inside their houses and came back with a handful of pots which was overwhelming with a variety of dishes. The colourful dishes decorated the grass on the floor that expressed their affection towards Arasu and asked him to taste everything. But his mother asked them to take them away from her lovely son's feet with a cold face and heart.
When she snapped her two fingers , three people came out of nowhere and stood under the tree with a towel wrapped around their waist. Arasu's mother asked one of them to go to the neighbouring village and to bring a cow sized goat that only feast on tenderous tip of the grass in the early morning and the one that would be the most activ
