"The breeze is so cool and soothing," she said. That day her face was different. Her spirits were unrestrained. A gust of wind sprinkled a mass of her hair on her face. With her right hand, she started pushing her disarrayed hair backwards. I observed her pearl studded bangles, the same bangles that she wore long ago while she had nursed my fever-ravaged body. She turned, and our eyes met. The cold breeze tingled sensations; the nocturnal wind was lurid. In the background of the first century BC coastal Orissa, a riverine port town, a fatal attraction developed between the beautiful daughter of the court singer of Kamalpur and a young flute player who rose to prominence in the kings army. Will their forbidden love be crushed by society, or will their love succeed against all odds?