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As the udukki’s vibration settled into Arul’s chest, he realized that time wasn't a race to be won, but a cycle to be respected. The song taught him that every sunset in the village was a preparation for a new dawn, and that being 'late' was an illusion of the mind.

"I have no more time, Grandfather," Arul whispered, sitting by the shrine's stone steps. "I am late for success, late for happiness. Time is my enemy." As the udukki’s vibration settled into Arul’s chest,

The lyrics spoke of the Lord who rides the black dog, the one who holds the trident and the skull, yet watches over his devotees like a fierce, protective parent. As the song progressed, the tempo shifted—sometimes slow like a heartbeat, sometimes fast like a racing mind. "I am late for success, late for happiness

Marimuthu didn't answer with words. Instead, he picked up his weathered udukki. Thuduck-thuduck-thuduck. The sharp, metallic pulse of the drum cut through the air. He began to sing the ancient verses of the . Marimuthu didn't answer with words