The sun rose over Jodhpur, casting its golden rays over the city's vibrant hues. The blue-painted houses that earned the city its nickname, the Blue City, glimmered under the morning light. Aravi sat quietly on the small balcony of her room, cradling a steaming cup of chai in her hands. Her gaze was fixed on the sprawling view before her, but her mind was far from the serene morning. The quiet hum of life below mixed with the faint rustle of leaves in the garden, a sharp contrast to the restless storm within her.
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