Everyone in the village was offering lotus flowers to the Goddess, but the courtesan was not allowed to enter the temple. Heartbroken, standing far, she folded her palms and prayed, “I devote this I, to the feet of you, Mother.”

Nobody saw but a lotus was offered to the Goddess.

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