Sawan, drenched in myth and monsoon, echoes the devotion of gods and mortals alike, tracing its origin to the churning of the cosmic ocean.
Lord Shiva, in a gesture of cosmic sacrifice, held poison in his throat during Samudra Manthan, painting his silence in shades of blue forever.
Bel Patra, with its trinity of leaves, calms the fiery stillness of the one who dances both creation and destruction into being.
Somvar, the moon’s own day, became a prayer of longing during Sawan, when fasting hearts seek the unshaken.
Tandav, born from rage and rhythm, is Shiva's way of shaping the universe, where every beat writes a new beginning.