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The rhythmic beat of the echoed through the silver mist of the Western Ghats, marking the beginning of the Bhairavar Thalattu (Bhairava Lullaby). This wasn't a song to put a child to sleep, but a song to awaken the soul’s courage.
"I have no more time, Grandfather," Arul whispered, sitting by the shrine's stone steps. "I am late for success, late for happiness. Time is my enemy." The rhythmic beat of the echoed through the
"Listen to the rhythm, Arul," Marimuthu said between verses. "Kala Bhairava is not just the ender of time; he is the . This 'Thalattu' is to soothe your fear of the passing years." " Arul whispered