In a village nestled near the Himalayas lived a little boy. His family, deeply devoted to Shiva, had a priest for a father. The boy, often alone, found solace in an imaginary friend – a loyal ox.
One day, while venturing solo into the mountains, an avalanche struck. Buried under the snow, he saw a magnificent ox emerge, clearing a path for him. He embraced his savior, but the ox vanished into thin air in a blink. The boy, forever grateful, knew his imaginary friend had become his real-life guardian.
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