KVRKBhargav
The vibrant orange orb, peeped into the world from the eastern horizon, beckoning all the denizens to forsake the lap of sleep and start the day. The cock announced the arrival of the morn and the birds were on their wings. The temple bells called the devout for worship, azaan echoed from a nearby mosque, a cowherd set out with his flock of cattle to the country side and a pious housewife adorned her doorstep with tasteful rangolis.
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