India welcomes Santa's rath yatra After racing across the world, bending time, dodging chimneys, and surviving one too many dry cookies, Santa landed in India—not for gifts, but for rest. His beard smelled faintly of snow and exhaustion. His bones ached. His spirit? Curious. India welcomed him with winter air, honking roads, and the smell of something frying somewhere at all times. That’s when the real plot twist happened. The great realisation: India doesn’t sleep… It eats S
