It was a hell for Rana. br He thought of Meera, br Throughout the night, br And didn’t take it light. br br His imagination ran riot. br It became very difficult br For him now to accept br What he did was correct. br br “Why I gave an order br For her to sink in the river, br By now, is she dead? br What harm she did? ” br br “My eyes became blind. br Though you’ve been kind, br I failed to understand you br And miserably killed you.” br br “It’s you who taught me br How to do Krishna Bhakti, br But I’ve been misled now br And lost my temper somehow.” br br “Where can I see you again. br From me you had only pain, br But you gave me, in return, br Your love and affection.” br br Like this, Rana spelt br His hidden feelings out br But it was too late br For him to regret. br br Next day, her close maids br Here and there searched, br But she was not found br Anywhere in and around. br br The news, like forest fire, br Spread far and near. br People cursed Rana br For ill treating Meera. br br Some of his ministers br And top commanders br Resigned and went br For this cruel treatment. br br Thro’ messengers he heard, br She was still not dead. br But moved to Vrindavan br To fullfil her mission. br br He sent a regret letter, br Thro’ a Brahmin bearer, br Requesting her to return br From the Holy Vrindavan. br br He was sleepless, he wrote, br From the time she left. br And all the people there br Were soon expecting her. br br Though days passed, she sent br No reply, but remained silent. br For days, the people cried out. br Mewar looked deserted almost.