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Khanna Mansion & Ak Mansion (Parallel to eachother),
In two splendid mansions, resided Rudra and Ruhi, deeply devoted to Lord Shiva, just like their parents. From a young age, their parents instilled in them the importance of starting each day with a Pooja to Lord Shiva. Not only did Rudra followed in their parents' footsteps, but also Ruhi who learnt it from her Dada and together they carried forward this beautiful tradition even as they lived in separate mansions.
As the sun began to rise, casting its golden rays across the land, Rudra and Ruhi found themselves engaged in their morning rituals simultaneously. In their separate mansions, Rudra and Ruhi created serene prayer spaces dedicated to Lord Shiva. Their rooms exuded a calming aura, adorned with images, statues, and fragrant flowers.
In Rudra's mansion, the carefully decorated altar stood elegantly, with the idol of Lord Shiva placed at its center. Rudra precisely arranged the offerings, carefully lighting incense and candles to create a peaceful atmosphere. With each heartfelt gesture, he poured his devotion into the Pooja, seeking blessings for himself, and his family.
Meanwhile, in her own mansion, Ruhi prepared her prayer room with equal dedication and devotion. The soft glow of morning light illuminated her altar, highlighting the beautifully adorned idol of Lord Shiva. With each delicate flower she placed, Ruhi's devotion grew, for Lord Shiva.
Despite their physical separation, Rudra and Ruhi unknowingly mirrored each other's actions in perfect sync. The rising sun bathed their respective prayer rooms in a gentle glow, as if to honor their ardent devotion. Both Rudra and Ruhi immersed themselves completely in the devotion and humility, for Lord Shiva.
In the quietness of their individual prayer rooms, their hearts beat in unison with the rhythm of their mantras. Each word spoken, each offering made, echoed across the space between them, connecting them. Silently, their souls intertwined in the sacred space between them, transcending the barriers of distance and time. Their hearts pulsed in harmony with every mantra they chanted, merging into a symphony of devotion that resonated through the universe.
As they immersed themselves in their prayers, their souls uplifted by the divine presence. Their love and reverence for Lord Shiva were unyielding, as they sought guidance, blessings, and inner peace through their daily devotion.
As the morning sun climbed higher, bathing the mansions in its warm glow, both Rudra and Ruhi concluded their Poojas. They offered their sincere gratitude and bowed in respect.
Each day, Rudra and Ruhi continued this tradition, individually but united in spirit. Their devotion to Lord Shiva remained unwavering, their hearts forever connected through the sacred thread of their shared heritage. And although they were separated by walls and lived in different mansions, their souls danced in harmony, forever bound by the love they nurtured for Lord Shiva and the eternal connection forged by their shared prayers.
In Khanna Mansion,
Once Rudra had finished the Pooja, he distributed Prasad to his family, who entered the prayer room and he quietly departed. This had become a regular routine for the past six years. Rudra had distanced himself from his parents and grandmother, communicating only when necessary or urgent. Otherwise, he resided in the large mansion solely for his younger brother. Even though he lived with the entire family, he felt alone and had no desire to engage in conversations with individuals he felt no connection with.
He moved towards his brother's room and opened the door, only to find him asleep. He sighed; his brother was an exact replica of his twin, who did not believe in worshipping idols. Taking a deep breath, he approached his brother. The most challenging task of the day: waking up the young one!
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