Puducherry, in a luxurious hotel...
Agni let out a light groan as he got up with a groggy expression with his hair like a bird's nest. He lazily stretched his back, making a few crackling sounds, sending waves of comfort to his mind. He got up from the right side of the bed, and he did a namaskar to the idol of Ganpati in the king's suite of the hotel room he was renting.
"I'll have some coffee, please," he politely asked the room service lady who was outside his room.
In the meantime, he took a comfortable shower and freshened up. He wore a set of loose clothes similar to pyjamas and received the coffee along with a few newspapers, which he usually reads.
With his eyes now much brighter, clearer, and lively, he came to the balcony, looking around at the street of Puducherry, taking in all the scenery and atmosphere of this fast-developing urban city.
