**The Eastern winds have heralded their arrival, caressing the well-nourished jasmine creeper en route. The swans, nestled within the flower beds, are now awakening, shaking their wings and feathers, moistened by the mist that descends like rain. You, the Divine Rescuer who alleviated the profound sufferings of Gajendrāzhvān, tormented by the venom from the crocodile’s