Walking around the Brahma temple, I met a woman sitting beside a lake at sunset with tears rolling down her face. Mustering the courage to talk to her, I said Namaste. As we talked for nearly 30 minutes, I learned that she recently lost her husband to cancer and now comes often to sit beside the lake where their love story had begun. It was here that they had met for the first time nearly thirty years ago and it was still the most treasured place for her.