Ch:-1, " Her silent cries"

Fri, 07 Feb 2025 11:26:39 +0000

As the first rays of the sun kissed the sacred city of Varanasi, the narrow streets began to stir with life. The cobbled lanes, bordered by centuries-old buildings, whispered stories of devotion and time. The aroma of incense mingled with the earthy scent of wet stone, as shopkeepers sprinkled water to settle the dust in front of their small stalls.