Despite Megha’s desperate pleas, Sage Durvasa stood firm like an unyielding mountain of fire. His reputation was well-known; his temper could make even the inhabitants of the celestial heavens tremble. To him, a mistake was simply a mistake, regardless of intent.   However, Megha, sensing the gravity of the moment, did not just plead—she spoke from the depths of her soul. She looked up at him, her eyes clear despite her fear.    "Lord," she whispered, her voice gaining strength, "I understand that the law of the universe demands a price for every action. But look at the tapestry of