Maya, where rivers whispered secrets and forests held ancient spells, there ruled a king, unlike any other—His fur shimmered like twilight, and his eyes held the wisdom of forgotten constellations. 🏰
While other kings reveled in grand palaces, Awaara was a misfit, preferring the dew-kissed leaves of the forest floor, seeking adventure beyond stone walls. 🐾
By the riverbank, where moonlight danced on water, Awaara sat indulging in his favorite hobby, rolling using raw, natural papers.
As fragrant smoke curled around him, his courtiers watched in awe as smoke rings spiraled like comet trails. ☄️
His best friend—the Assyrian King Pagla — shared his misfit spirit. Together, they embarked on a quest for the elusive Qunabu & Qunubu plant—a magic herb that would transform their kingdom. 🍃
Through moonlit nights & star-strewn forests, Awaara & Pagla searched for it's clues.
They deciphered ancient texts,
followed celestial signs as people of Maya watched, their hearts swelling with love for them. 🦜
And then, one dawn, hidden in plain sight—they found the magic herb that shimmered like starlight.
Awaara threw a grand party, they shared stories sitting around the fire.
Laughing until stomach's hurt, they danced until their heart's desired. 😶🌫️
As a beautiful scent filled the air, raising their papers they chanted
Ek tha raja, purple stripe
Rolling papers, his favorite type
Raja Awaara, jungle crown
Puff, puff, pass it around! 🐉
