Meldi Chalisa [extra Quality] -

But an old woman named stepped forward. “My grandmother spoke of a forgotten temple of Meldi Mata, lost to invaders long ago. Maybe the shepherd speaks truth.”

Word spread. Villagers composed the — forty verses in her honor — to be sung during droughts, illnesses, and disputes, because Meldi Mata was known to unite (mel) broken families, fractured villages, and wandering souls.

One night, exhausted and hungry, Veeru fell asleep under a ancient on a barren hillock. In his dream, a radiant woman appeared. She wore a crimson sari, rode a lion, and carried a trident. Her eyes were kind but fierce.

Reluctantly, a few villagers joined Veeru. They dug for three days — and on the third day, their shovels struck stone. Beneath a thick layer of earth lay a small, intact shrine with a carved idol of a lion-riding goddess.