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I am Lord Krishna, I am Monster Kansa

I am Lord Krishna, I am Monster Kansa



Story

                There was a painter, who used to make amazing pictures. People used to praise his painting.


                One day the devotees of Krishna temple expressed their desire to make a portrait of Krishna and Kansa.

               The painter was ready after all, it was God's work, but he kept some conditions.
He said _ Bring a naughty boy for Krishna's picture and a cruel person for Kansa, _ I want worthy characters, if they are found, I will make a picture easily.

             Devotees brought a beautiful boy. The painter put that child in front and made a beautiful picture of baby  Krishna.

              Now it was Kansi's turn, but it was a little hard to find a person with cruel feelings.
The person who liked the Krishna temple, did not like the painter, he was not getting those expressions…

           Time passed. Finally, after years of exhausting, he now took the painter in jail, where the convicts were serving life imprisonment.

            One of those criminals was liked by the painter and putting he in front, he made a portrait of Kansa.

Monster Kans

             That picture of Krishna and Kansa was completed today after years. Devotees of Krishna temple were fascinated by the pictures.

              That criminal also expressed the desire to see those pictures. When the criminal saw that picture, he started crying.

              Everyone was amazed to see this. The painter asked him the reason,

              Then the criminal said "Maybe you didn't recognize me, I am the only child whom you liked years ago for a portrait of baby Krishna.

               Today I become Kansa with my wrong company and my deeds, in this picture I am Krishna, I am Kansa.

              Our company and our actions are good for us, And make bad human beings.


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