Love is by no means easy, understand at least this much: it is a river of fire, and one must drown to cross it.

Jigar Moradabadi captures the intense ordeal of love through a striking paradox: a river not of cooling water, but of blazing fire. Love is not a casual romantic stroll; reaching the other side demands utter surrender, where one must be willing to let go of the ego and submerge entirely into the flames. It is a tender yet sobering reminder that true devotion asks for everything, and you cannot emerge transformed without first allowing yourself to be consumed.