Oh, let's celebrate the resilience, sweetness, and hope of Odisha's summer radiant, alive and keep the global peace.
Ripe mangoes welcome in the orchards, jackfruits burst with sweet joy, and the Raja swings danced under the laughter of women and children.
Rain seems illusion teased by El Niño's breath, still the people enjoying the life — faces glistening, hearts open, sharing slices of fruits and stories of Last Raja under the generous sun.
Like a hopeful dream, American and Iranian voices met with smiles knitting the threads of understanding.
As tensions become cooler and fears are calmed, perhaps the prices would lower, the air would be fresh, and the same gentle breeze of peace might blow across oceans — carrying clouds heavy with rain.
Any day now, the earth would smile wide, release its blessing, and turn colour green again...
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