In a peaceful valley lived Arjun and Meera. Their love was as deep as the ancient trees surrounding them. One summer, Arjun had to travel far away for work, leaving Meera behind. The days felt long and heavy without him.
As the weeks passed, Meera felt a strange ache in her heart. Sometimes, she felt frustrated by his absence or even upset by the small things he had forgotten to do before leaving. Yet, strangely, these feelings of longing and even the sadness of his absence felt like a beautiful intoxication. Just as someone might lose themselves in a moment of pure joy, Meera found herself lost in the memory of him. Even the pain of missing him felt like a sweet nectar that kept her connected to his soul. To her, the ache of his absence wasn't a burden, but a blissful trance that only a lover could understand.
