Even if I am bound to pain, what else could I desire, O Jigar? The beloved's sorrow is enamored with me, and I am completely devoted to the beloved's sorrow.
Jigar captures the sublime paradox of classical romance here, where suffering in love is not a curse, but the ultimate blessing. He personifies the beloved's grief as an intimate companion, suggesting a tender reciprocity where he is enchanted by this sorrow, and the sorrow in turn has chosen him as its home. When heartbreak becomes such a treasured intimacy, the soul finds complete contentment and asks for nothing else from the world.
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