माँ कोई साथ रहे या न रहे पर आप हमेसा मेरे साथ रहना happy navratri 🙏🙏 ©power of poetry

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In a quiet village, the old clock tower chimed only once each day at noon. One morning, the villagers awoke to find it had stopped. Panic spread as they worried the world would fall out of sync. Young Ella, curious and brave, climbed the tower and discovered a small, rusted gear had fallen loose. With nimble fingers and a heart full of hope, she fixed it. As the clock resumed its chime, the village breathed a collective sigh of relief. Ella's simple act restored not just the clock, but their faith in small miracles and the harmony of their world. ©twisha ray

twisha ray

माँ कोई साथ रहे या न रहे पर आप हमेसा मेरे साथ रहना happy navratri 🙏🙏 ©power of poetry

power of poetry

In a quiet village, the old clock tower chimed only once each day at noon. One morning, the villagers awoke to find it had stopped. Panic spread as they worried the world would fall out of sync. Young Ella, curious and brave, climbed the tower and discovered a small, rusted gear had fallen loose. With nimble fingers and a heart full of hope, she fixed it. As the clock resumed its chime, the village breathed a collective sigh of relief. Ella's simple act restored not just the clock, but their faith in small miracles and the harmony of their world. ©twisha ray

twisha ray