There was this one day when Zeus looked down from the sky and thought he had to take a vacation to India. At about the same time, Lord Shiva (who lived in India himself) thought about going to Bangalore, a city in the south. They went there at the same time too, Zeus went by growing in size and walking there (Greek gods tend to do that) and Lord Shiva went by airplane. Zeus reached earlier than Shiva. He loved India! So many cars, buses, and buildings! The only thing that surprised him was that there were no temples! They must not have gods, He thought.
Zeus booked a hotel and went there. After three hours, in which Zeus managed to eat breakfast (a delicious cheese dosa) and lunch (roti, a type of flatbread made of wheat, and paneer ki sabzi, which is made of cottage cheese, and tomato gravy), Shiva arrived. By chance, he too booked the same hotel and ate dinner as usual. The following day, they met in the breakfast hall but didn’t recognize each other. Shiva and Zeus started talking and soon became fast friends. Soon they were going to the same places as each other and enjoying the sites.
Then one day Zeus thought, This place is beautiful! I must move here. So, after explaining the situation to Shiva, Zeus went back to his palace on Mount Olympus in Greece. There he packed his stuff and left for India. Once he reached there, Zeus found a nice, quiet place and built a house. Soon after, when he just finished installing a coffee table, Shiva came to visit. They talked for a while, and then they left to see a newly installed statue in the city’s center. Then Shiva had to go and Zeus went back home.
A few months later, Zeus decided to be a history teacher. When he went to the school, he saw a familiar face teaching the older kids, but he couldn’t figure out who it was. During the lunch break, he managed to recognize the face. It was Shiva! They talked for a while and were happy about the chance reunion.
Written by:
Advay Sahay
