She always had strange dreams, it was a strange world, and always the same man... she did not knew anything about him, never met him, did not know even his name... but what she knew was that she loved him. At some point atleast. 

She desperately missed him, but there was no way to find him... until she saw a painting... in an abandoned museum.

Jump into this story about the 17th century India. And get to know the Lovers who crossed lifetimes to be together.

Distant Dream

I opened my eyes with shock as I sat up. it felt like all of my breath was sucked out of my body, a hand flew to my chest only to feel the beating of my heart underneath. It felt as if I was covered in a cold sweat, I looked out of my window, flocks of birds making patterns through an orange-lit sky. It was dawn, just like the dream. I felt my heart physically brimming with happiness as I remembered Anup Rao's words, 


How could someone fall in love with a person so much at their first meeting? Then again, if they both were krishn bhakts they must have a deep understanding of love. people go crazy, in a beautiful way for the divine lovers. people from all across the world love Radha krishn. I remembered that there is a beautiful ISKCON temple somewhere in this city, I should visit them as fast as I can, who knows I might just see Palash- 


The temple of love