Short Story Part 1

I am too lazy to finish my story here’s what I've written so far. I have a general idea as to how it will go on and how it will end, but no enthu to write it now. Just hope that putting it up here will force me to complete it.

There once lived a beggar called K in City of M. He used to beg, eat, sleep, drink, shit and piss just outside the palace walls. It might seem like his life was miserable but he was satisfied with it. He was reasonably good at what he did. He wasn’t a great beggar. His wretched face and mangled hair and beard gave him a pretty sorry appearance. With this he managed to convince some of the rich officials who visited the king to spare him a little change. The new king was also quite religious and so the there was a lot of free food available at the temple. This meant that K could manage a “comfortable” life by just begging.
The beggars were a very organized lot. They had a committee which regulated all the begging around the palace. They collected daily taxes from all the beggars used this to hold their annual beggar festival. Their festival was well known throughout the kingdom as one of the most fabulous beggar festivals. For five days in the area allotted for the festivals there were no rules.