The temple was decorated with thousands of flickering diyas (lamps) and vibrant flower garlands. It felt nothing short of Deepawali except the firecrackers. The air was rich with the aroma of incense and the sound of flute and sitar.
The temple courtyard was filled with people. Delegates who decided to remain where all present on the venue along with other selective court officials. They occupied the front rows, directly facing the grand altar where the primary rituals would take place. Behind them, devotee civilians, eager to participate or witness the festival were given space amidst the tight security and temporary barricades.
As Prince Aditya arrived at the temple complex, his assigned butler, Suresh Pal, guided him to his reserved seat at front.
He noted the Crown Prince Randip was not present yet but was called upon by his friend Prince Pratap, who appealed to him to sit beside him at the corner.
This chapter is dedicated to bangladeshi hindus who are getting meaninglessly persecuted right now. Hope peace is restored as at the end we are all of human breathen.
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