Beyond Right and Wrong: A place where Our Souls Meet

“Yahaan se bahut door, ghalat aur sahi ke paar, ek maidan hai, main wahaan milunga tujhe...” - Rumi 

This is not just a promise — it is the truth of our souls. Beyond the chaos of right and wrong, beyond the noise of the world’s opinions, beyond society’s rules, there is a meadow where time dissolves. A space where judgment fades and truth alone remains - that is where I wait for you.

In that space, you do not need to wear a mask, nor do I. Just you, as you are. Just me, as I am.

Your wounds are not flaws, and my fears are not burdens because your scars are welcome and my flaws are safe. They are simply stories etched in our journeys, stories that brought us here. 

In your silence, I hear poetry; in your presence, I find home.  

Even when apart, the connection hums quietly, because it was never tied to time or space. It was written before us, and it will remain after us.

Just two souls recognising each other not through roles, but through essence.

The world may call this impractical, may try to reduce love to rules, labels, or logic. But our bond was never born of reason — it was born of remembrance. Because our connection was never of this world. It was carved long before we were born, written across lifetimes. When our eyes met, it was not discovery, it was recognition. Like two rivers merging, like stars remembering they belong to the same night sky.

So let the world debate right and wrong, success and failure. Let them question, let them doubt. We need not fight that battle. For we have a meadow waiting — where souls walk barefoot, unburdened, free. I will meet you there again — every time, in every life. And when we meet there, it will not be the beginning or the end. It will be the continuation of a story our souls have been writing across lifetimes.

Eternally yours ….