According to legends, there exist two flowers (Odisse and Amor) whose shapes, sizes, and colors are identical. But there is one important distinction. If consumed, Odisse would cause its victim to experience excruciating pain whenever she thinks about someone really important to her. Amor, on the other hand, would cause its victim to experience comparable pain whenever she does not think about her special someone. The legendary flowers only bloom once every 100 years and can only be found on high mountains or in treacherous valleys.
Heramba and Mamata were deeply in love. They were each other's shadow. But somehow, Heramba was still not satisfied with the intensity of Mamata's love for him. He wanted more from her; he wanted her to spend every moment of her life thinking about him. What a selfish man he was!
When Heramba heard that the magical flower Amor was spotted on the famed Mount Kailash, he was determined to get the flower for himself. Blessed with a hefty fortune inherited from his late father, Heramba hired the best climbers in the world to roam over the great Kailash searching for the legendary flower. It wasn't long before the flower was found and delivered to the wealthy patron. Heramba, of course, kept this secret from Mamata.
Mamata was an avid tea drinker. She started every morning with a cup of vintage tea. Little that she knew, Heramba had been mixing her tea with Amor's petals.
Heramba's little scheme appeared to work out exactly as he had hoped. The flower was as advertised and may be more. Mamata's affections for him seemed to multiply everyday; she was more devoted to him than ever before. Yet, her increased love for him was accompanied by worsening health. She was plagued with a serious illness.
Heramba hired the best doctors in the world to take care of his beloved Mamata. Unfortunately, none of them was able to figure out what had been ailing her. Mamata's health continued to deteriorate. During her illness, Heramba spent countless hours by her bedside tending to her every need; his devotion to her was unsurpassed. Mamata was really touched by his love and care. She died a happy woman. She had no regrets.
The truth was that the flower that Mamata consumed was Odisse and not Amor. Mamata died because she loved him so much. Despite the excruciating pain, she just could not stop loving Heramba. She would rather die than to stop thinking about him.
Story by Simon Nguyen