It would not be hyperbole to say that Swara means everything to Sanskaar. His life, his very existence revolves around his precious love, his other half, his soulmate. When they first crossed paths, Sanskaar had buried himself in the dark and forbidding morass of hate, bitterness and vindictiveness. In his fury, he had thought he could treat Swara as collateral damage in his misplaced plan for revenge against his family. But even then, he could not help but feel an intense pull towards Swara, her innocence and joie de vivre making it impossible for him to be callous about her pain. Swara freely forgave him once she came to know about his truth, and reposed in him, her trust and friendship. Sanskaar responded with his sincere resolve to atone for his sins, and to redeem himself completely by being a true friend to Swara. And then, he fell completely, deeply and irrevocably in love with her. With her goodness, her selflessness and her empathy. The beauty of Sanskaar's love for Swara, is the fact that it is so unconditional and selfless. His intense, potent adoration for her is deeper than the unfathomable depths of the ocean, and broader than the immeasurable span of the sky above. Who better to describe what Swara means to Sanskaar, than the man himself---with these lyrically beautiful words from their first date "Swara, kuch log kismet ki tarah hote hai, jo dua se milte hai; Aur kuch log dua ki tarah hote hai, jo kismet badal dete hai; Tum dua se meri kismet ko mili ho; Aur main ye chahta hoon ki ye dua meri kismet badal de...

Sanskaar has come to be the fulcrum of Swara's life, the very pivot of her thoughts and emotions. Though initially skeptical of his avowal of his love for her, Swara came to reciprocate Sanskaar's devotion with every fibre of her being. He has seeped into her very self, and ensured that her heart, mind and soul are his, and his alone. Sanskaar has been so many things for Swara---her best friend, support system, sounding board, reality check, confidante, anchor, guide---you name it. He stood by her, supporting and shielding her with his unshakable, steely determination, when her own flesh and blood had forsaken her. Swara may have taken some time to acknowledge her own deep and irrevocable love for Sanskaar. But once she did so, we saw her literally glow with excitement, fulfillment and a sense of completeness, whenever she beheld Sanskaar or heard his voice. Can any of us forget the intense, poignant scene when Swara was about to tumble from the cliff, and Sanskaar was desperately trying to hold onto her hands? She accepted the inevitable, that she was probably going to fall to her death (as she thought). But she was content that if this was to be her fate, at least she had the chance to see her beloved before she fell; and had had the good fortune to have loved him deeply, and to have been loved back in full measure. The supremely moving way she declared her love for Sanskaar at that moment, said it all about the immense, central importance he holds in her life.

SwaSan fit so well together, they complete and complement each other in every way imaginable. They are like two halves of a seamless, complete whole. Swara filled the aching gaps in Sanskaar's soul, and Sanskaar healed the painful bruises on hers. It doesn't matter what trials and tribulations they face---Sanskaar would always carry with him, a part of Swara; and Swara would always carry with her, a part of Sanskaar. Their adoration for each other is so palpable, it truly does seem that their union must have been written in the stars. They mean the world to each other, nothing holds any delight to either of them, without the other by their side. Their relationship can be summed up by the beautiful poem from Kuruntokai by the poet Sembula Peyaneerar: """Although you and I knew not each other earlier in any way, in love our hearts are as Red Earth and Pouring Rain---Mingled beyond parting."""