Ocean.
The ocean was everywhere the eye could look, stretching endlessly in every direction. The rhythmic waves crashing against the shore created a soothing melody that echoed in the ocean's vastness. The air was filled with the salty fragrance of the sea, and seagulls soared gracefully above, their calls blending with the gentle symphony of nature.
"Bhaiya, This is it."
Lakshmana said while looking at the vast expanse of the ocean. They stood at the edge of the shoreline, the sand beneath their feet soft and cool. Rama, with a contemplative expression, gazed out at the horizon where the ocean met the sky.
"Yes, Lakshmana, this is the Ocean. The mighty Samudra," Rama replied, his voice carrying a sense of reverence for the natural beauty before them.
"Now, we just have to invoke Varuna dev and ask for the Divine Payasam for the grand yajna for the balance of cosmic forces."
