In the mystic lands of Bharat, there was a hidden grove known as the Deva Vatika. Only worthy souls could glimpse its wonders.

Within the Vatika, each God had a celestial corner. Brahma's lotus pond sparkled with divine knowledge.

Next to it, Vishnu's lush meadows lay, where the air hummed with the essence of preservation.

Fierce and splendidly bold, Shiva's space was lined with trishuls, the air crackling with transformative power.

Devi's grove blossomed with fierce beauty; her flowers whispered tales of strength and compassion.

Ganesh's corner was teeming with life, each blade of grass representing intellect and new beginnings.

Little Anaya stumbled upon this magical place, her heart pure and mind full of wonder.

Guiding her journey, Saraswati's swan graced Anaya with wisdom to understand the sacred secrets.

She learned from Kartikeya the art of bravery as peacocks danced around, teaching her to face fears with grace.

As Anaya reached Lakshmi's abode, golden butterflies fluttered, revealing the joy in generosity and prosperity.

Hanuman's mighty form taught Anaya about devotion and strength without bounds.

The journey through Deva Vatika coming to an end, Anaya felt a deep connection with the divine and herself.