Omkara was once riding down a mountain road to Leh. As he approached a fold in the mountain, the beautiful city of Leh came into view. Omkara slowed down his bike and parked it on the side. The chilly september wind blew against his face as he took in the sight of the numerous buildings. His hair caught the wind and began flying. Omkara closed his eyes for a moment. Standing there, he imagined himself growing up in Leh, born in a normal middle class family, playing on the mountain folds and monastery premises, herding his family's flock of Gods. He would stand on one of the numerous hills and watch the sunrise and sunset everyday. His largest worry will be feeding his family. He would live peacefully and die peacefully. But then would he have his brothers? When he opened his eyes he smiled with a surety. He got on the bike and rode down to the city.
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