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Krishna and the butter thief

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Hi Aavya. In Vrindavan a pot sat cool and full. Aavya's hand went in, the butter was sweet, and the pot was empty. The first thought was, if nobody saw, I can stay quiet. Why did that slip? Because an empty pot speaks, and so does a sweet tummy. Aavya walked to Krishna. There was butter on Krishna's cheek too. He laughed. I have done this. Hiding does not fill the pot. Go and tell Maiya. Aavya went. Yashoda's eyebrow rose. Then she pulled Aavya close. Aavya, if a little mischief happens, do not hide the hand. Tell the truth. The lap stays.

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