One day both the children of Goddess Parvati were playing on a pile of snow. Parvati Devi saw them playing by making snowballs and throwing them at each other
She was getting cute. Meanwhile, the snowball thrown by Subrahmanya fell close to Ganesha's eye
hurt What did he do without complaining to his mother?
'Two or two
Eheredna nako twoirla aro'
After saying that for a while, he stopped.
Subrahmanya realized that he was mocking him by counting his eyes.
What is he missing? He also started. Spread your hands wide and one from a distance.. Two...
Three...' acted like a measuring stick. Ganapa understood that he was measuring his nose.
It was sad. Earlier he was pained by his strange form and shapes. Now they cried when they mocked themselves.
He ran to his mother crying.
He said, 'Amma Amma Nodamma, I am going to measure my nose.' "Why are you making fun of my brother? Are they sins?' Parvati said. 'No, they counted my eyes two by two.'
Subrahmanya frowned and said, 'Yes, Tunta? Do they do that to themselves?' She kissed Ganesha's cheek.
He muttered, 'Oh... it hurts'.
'What happened?' she said in shock.
'His snowball is hurt. That's it... I.. her eyes... said and stopped. 'Yes? Does it hurt? Baro Kanda' on his cheek
She kissed him lightly.
Khushi showed the other cheek. That cream also got a kiss
Shanmukh is just determined?
'Are you smiling?' cry out
She kissed him too.
He brought one face forward and kissed both cheeks
Ganesha said, 'Mother always says - a mother loves her youngest son more
Is it true mom?'
'Who said that? No way, mother and all children are the same'
Me
'No no. are you lying Now see for yourself - 12 for us, two for me.' That.
The long muzzle was made even longer.
"Oh Ada are you bored? What if she had six faces and twelve kisses?
Do you want it too? Kodtini Iru'
'Locha locha locha give twelve kisses like six on each cheek and then you too are happy with twelve kisses?' She said
Ganesha hugged his mother saying, 'Nanna mu....ddu amma'
Shanmukh began to cry in six faces - with twinkling tears in his twelve eyes, 'Why did you cry? What happened?' Parvati said.
'Amma, do you love your elder son more?' And 'Why did you hear that? Don't I have the same eyebrows?' She said.
'My elder brother has twelve breasts on one face and I have only twelve on six faces. If you have the same eyebrows, give me twelve or seventy-two.' And then Parvati fell unconscious.