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                Episode 5- Three Goddesses   Yellowish-orange leaves blanketed the streets, and the trees stood half-bare, awaiting their new clothes . The air was crisp, carrying the sweet fragrance of kadam flowers. It was September 21, 1960, and Navratri had begun. Near my home, the local market buzzed with stalls selling red chunaris, camphor, and coconuts. Since childhood, this time of year filled me with ecstasy. The vibrant energy of pandals, stalls, and bhog brought me inner joy and satisfaction. For the first six days of Navratri, I went to work as usual, as there were no holidays. On the sixth day, while returning from the bank, I saw the grand idol of Mata arriving at the pandal, as it did every year. Like a child, I felt a surge of excitement to see her divine face and seek her blessings. Being part of the Pujo had become a cherished tradition, and I loved serving her. Amid the street’s festivities and positive energy,...