My dear readers,

Love is the eternal song that began before the first sunrise, and it will echo long after the last star fades. I have always believed that the purest love stories are not merely told-they are lived in the soul's deepest chambers.

Think of Krishna and Radha. Theirs was not bound by the rules of the world, yet it was infinite in devotion. Every stolen glance, every note from his flute was a promise-love that needs no possession, because it already exists in the heart's every breath.And then, there is Shiva and Parvati-two halves of the same cosmic truth. Parvati's patience and penance, Shiva's stillness and surrender-they teach us that love can be as fierce as fire, yet as calm as moonlight.

In my stories, I carry these truths like sacred beads, threading them into each page. For love is not always easy, but when it is real, it transforms us, makes us divine in ways we do not yet understand.

May your heart, like Radha's, dance to the music of your beloved's soul. May your bond, like Shiva and Parvati's, remain unshaken through every storm.

With all my love,
~Your Author