Flies

Gopal was very greedy when he saw the sweets arranged in layers while passing by the sweet shop. But there is not a penny in his pocket. Seeing Gopal inside, Moira's little boy is sitting.

Gopal replies, "hey, where is your father?"

‘Back. Resting. '

‘Your father and I are very good friends? My name is Fly. How many sweets do I eat? Your father will not think of anything. ’Gopal began to fill his mouth with sweetness.

Seeing that the sweets were running out in an instant, the boy shouted, "Dad, the flies are eating all the sweets!"

Moira says from behind, ‘Hey, let him eat! How much more will the flies eat? '