Covered with mist,
Clad in cloud,
We saw the heaven beneath the sky...
Beyond the 'Debsabha'
the sky glittered with multiple hues....
The sun came out large and round,
Making the eastern sky crimson and red.
Watching the sky,
below our feet,
We stood motionless,
Trying in vain to hold back the time.
The birthplace of Sita,
Valmiki's cave and all places prehistoric,
Took us back to the age of epics...
Like in a flight of fantasy,
Like sitting on a time machine,
We wind back to the eras gone by..
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