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Molly and Polly




Molly and Polly were two cows from the beautiful Switzerland. They had come to India on an official visit to meet the members of the ICA(International Cow Association). They had finished their final meeting at the Bangalore center and were tired after the grueling week. Polly felt very hungry and her husband, Molly said,"Moooooo. Wait my dear, I will search for a nice restaurant for us to have our final dinner in India". Polly trusted her husband to be successful in his search.



Molly returned after a few minutes and took Polly with him to a place he claimed to be close to heaven. And all that Polly saw was a big, white tank. Polly was disappointed because it was raining heavily and she had eaten nothing since early afternoon. Molly realised his wife's worry and told her "Sweetheart, trust me, this is the best thing we can ever dream of having and it is just the perfect weather for this".


Polly was a good sport and she went closer to the tank. She saw a beautiful concoction with colourful vegetables. "Yumm!" she thought. Molly explained to her that it was a Sweet Corn Soup which is not traditionally Indian, but was his favourite anyway.


Polly's excitement increased as they sipped the hot soup and relished the different flavours. In the meanwhile the rain had stopped and they managed to get their tummies filled. Molly and Polly, with saliva still dripping down from the sides of their mouth walked to the airport content with their successful visit and a warm, wonderful dinner and a box of Laddus presented by the ICA, India Chaircow.



So until we meet Molly and Polly again, Bon Appetit!


Comments

sunti said…
Nice story polly. salt and pepper i suppose. Looks colourful and appetising.

ammaaaa.
April 29, 2011 at 5:48 PM
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April 30, 2011 at 10:06 AM
Unknown said…
sorry to say both molly and Polly met with an accident on their way back home as an elderly woman who did not have driving licence for her tricycle and caused death to them. unfortunately, nobody could trace the lady so far, so escaped from severe punishment.whoever reads this poor pet's story please pay your respect and mourn for a minute.
April 30, 2011 at 10:13 AM
LazyBird said…
The above comment was from my sweet toothed FIL who tried to subtly convey to me that Molly and Polly accidentally fell down and are now RIP in the municipality garbage area. May they RIP ! :(
May 5, 2011 at 11:26 AM
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