FACES OF LOVE:
“Prem manya nā jātim, nā kālam, nā maryādām.”
Love knows no caste, no time, no boundary, no gender — yet it shapes worlds, destroys kingdoms, and rebuilds hearts.
In every yuga, in every soul, love takes a new form —
sometimes wild like obsession,
sometimes aching as forbidden longing,
sometimes trembling in denial,
and sometimes glowing in fate-carved devotion.
These are the stories of those hearts —
the ones who burned too bright,
the ones who whispered their truth in the dark,
the ones who fought destiny,
and the ones destiny fought for.
Four tales. Four loves. Four ways the universe says, “You cannot escape the heart.”