When one summer morning, a hand emerged from their mountain, the people of Vraj were stunned. But slowly, they started discovering the miracles of the adorable face that peeped from within. He granted wishes. He drank the milk of his favourite cow. And he played. But he refused to emerge. He said he was waiting. Waiting for one particular scholar.
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