It was another day, the sun brightly beaming high in the sky. The city of Rishikesh was bustling with puja aarti, enthusiastic travelers, and people out to earn their livelihood, engaged in their daily chores.

Meanwhile, Nitya, still in her slumber, was disturbed by the light beam of the sun. She buried her head deeper into the pillow, trying to cling to her sleep. Her alarm buzzed again, jolting her awake. She groggily lifted her head to snooze it, but upon seeing the time-7:00 am-she panicked and rushed to the washroom.