The sun does not ask why we bow to it twice a day — it simply rises again.

अर्घ्य देते समय जो सन्नाटा होता है, उसमें ही सबसे बड़ी प्रार्थना छिपी होती है।

Standing waist-deep in the river, arghya in hand — this is where patience becomes prayer.

This is the one festival where the fast is loud but the devotion is silent.

May the rising sun bring new hope into your life. Happy Chhath Puja.