The name of the village was Barahi. The name of the river was Karla. The Karla river is the source of Barahi's livelihood, but there was an old broken hut on its banks, which aroused everyone's curiosity. No one knew what happened there? The elders of the village used to say that there is a secret hidden inside the hut.
One day, the village girl Meena was sitting by the river thinking about her life's dream. He wanted to overcome all obstacles of life and step into a new world. But there was a secret love burning in his heart. He did not know that his name was written in the history of Kuthi.
Meena's lover is Ramu, a brave young man from the village. He always reassured Meena. "Nothing will happen, Meena. We will fulfill our dreams." But in the shadow of the hut on the river bank, their future was in darkness.
One day, Meena and Ramu decide, they will unravel the secret of Kuthi. They went there in the dark of night. Opening the door of the hut, they entered. Found an old picture and some mannequins. The picture showed a young man and a young woman standing by the river, their faces similar to those of Meena and Ramu.
Next to the picture was a letter. The letter read, "This river is the witness of our love. Our love is an integral part of history." Meena's heart stormed. "Is it possible?" she said "Are we their reincarnation?"
"They keep our story alive by flowing into our history," Ramu said. Meena held his hand. They realized that the power of love connects the past and the present.
They decided to make their love a part of history. Their love story will start anew. They planned to build a new temple next to Kuthi, where they would place the symbol of their love.
Everyone in the village supported their initiative. Under the leadership of Meena and Ramu, the youth of the village began to participate in the construction of the temple. It is not just a temple but a symbol of love story.
During the construction of the temple, friendship and cooperation developed between the villages. People started working for each other, and the Karla River made their lives comfortable again.
A big festival was organized to mark the inauguration of the temple. All the people of the village gathered there. They sang, danced and celebrated. Meena and Ramu stand in front of the temple and realize the purity of their love.
On the day of this festival, the river Karla also became boisterous. The river flowed more and more, as if he too was listening to their love music. Meena and Ramu realize that their love has not only changed their lives, but has brought the whole village back to life.
"We promise, we will pass this love story to the next generation," said Meena in front of the temple. Ramu nodded. "Love never dies."
From then on, a new history of love was written in Barahi village. Every year the festival was celebrated, and everyone in the village celebrated it. The Karla River stood as a witness to their love, and the broken walls of the hut stood as a witness to a new history.
Meena and Ramu's love is not lost in the imaginary stream of time. Rather, they became an example for every youth. By the river, that old hut was no longer broken; It was transformed into a temple, symbolizing the power of love.
Over the years, the villagers reminisced about the past love stories that filled their lives. The river was never calm, and dreams of new love were reflected in its waters.
One day, Meena and Ramu grew old. They knew their love story would never end. The tradition of love in Barahi village will continue forever, like the river Karla flows.
