A white cow’s belly glows henna-orange beneath storm-lashed branches, its hue echoed in Krishna’s peacock-feather crown. The women’s outstretched arms form a fragile canopy, their saris clinging to skin as rain blurs the temple’s spires into watercolor mist. What if their shelter is less about protection than devotion’s quiet insistence on nearness?

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