A sinister plan awaits for the most important cog in its wheel and a bride is chosen in the most pious of places. Another marriage, another bride that will sustain the same old fire, the same fire that fuels the hatred and keeps innocence at bay. The stage is set, the pawns chosen but "he" has other ideas?
A bride is chosen in the most pious of places, is it destined? Or does Mahadev have his own plans weaved around these two? Even as the crowd erupts in rapturous joy, a young girl stills as it dawns on her that - its time. This is it. Is that a hint of fear in her eyes even amidst all the happy thoughts?
A simple man full of love in his heart is what she seeks.
A complex man with a heart full of hatred is what awaits her.
She seeks a poet, a good natured man who wouldn't even hurt an ant.
He kills ruthlessly, walks over land strewn with bodies and bathed in blood.
You may run, you may hide yourself in darkness but you won't be able to shield yourself from the sun that will light up your life. And when he rises, you will be found, says Maamisa. Paro is unsure. Is that what the heart wants?
He is set to return to the land that froze his young heart, will love melt it?