The son of Zamindar Narayan Mukherjee, Devdas opened his eyes to a world where wealth dominated his existence. His mind played truant amidst the lush greens of village Taj Sonapur, as mischief scored over learning. Indulged he was, by his lovely playmate Paro. He teased her, chided her, overwhelmed her! She lauded him, protected him, worshipped him! It was a special childhood in which only Devdas and Paro seemed to exist. They were not to know then, that the seeds of an all-consuming passion were already being sown. Time stood still to allow the two playmates to shimmer in the love that was being felt, before it was being understood.

The reverie was broken when elders sent Devdas to the foreign shores of London for education. The parting let loose a dam of tears, those that were shed by Paro and unshed by Devdas. Paro whose entire world was Devdas, felt the silence in her existence deafening her, the darkness blinding her... Pining for him, Paro lit a 'diya', for it signified the fast coming back of a loved one.

Years passed and Devdas returned. A sytlish young man ,armed with foreign sophistication. Paro still donned the garb of simplicity and adoration for her Devdas. The disparity between the two was for all to see. In appearance. In exposure. In status. But Devdas could not for long remain immune to the fact that his childhood playmate was now a beautiful woman, whose lotus eyes spoke even when she did not.

Unifying Devdas and Paro in marriage was proposed by Paro's mother. But it was met with condescendingly by Zamindar Narayan Mukherjee. He challengingly compared the status of the two families. And a rift was caused. Not wanting its devious shadow to cast a gloom on them, an anguished Paro seeked refuge in the darkness of the night and offered herself to Devdas, the only man she could ever love.. Devdas was unable to realize that the immense pain that he saw in Paro's eyes was mirrored in his own heart. He nevertheless attempted to seek the legacy of Paro's love from his father. But antagonism came his way. A sensitive Devdas silently moved away without meeting Paro. He wrote Paro a fateful letter, asking her to forget him! But he remembered not, to ask himself to forget her.

It was too late when the enormity of his own feelings overwhelmingly hit Devdas. He reached out to Paro, but she was far too humiliated. Paro ruthlessly scorned Devdas for not having stood by her and they parted yet again.This time the parting paved two ways...One that saw a repentant, heart-broken Paro entering into a chaste marriage with a wealthy, much older man, Zamindar Bhuvan . And the other that saw a shattered Devdas walking towards anguish, alcoholism & Chandramukhi.

Even as an emptiness enveloped Devdas's alcoholic existence, he met Chandramukhi. A stunning courtesan, Chandramukhi instantly lost her heart to Devdas. His undisguised contempt for her profession, strangely gave her the solace that she had always yearned for. Devdas was magnetised to the empathy offered by an undemanding Chandramukhi. A unique bond was formed as two souls met half way. He could share with her the intense pain of his unfulfilled love for Paro.Chandramukhi started worshipping the man who had the capacity to love like none other. It mattered not, that he did not love her! The ornaments that adorned Chandramukhi, no longer seemed to shine. The gold pillared, mirror-floored, Kotha seemed to have lost its grandeur. Instead, the purity of the Ganga which her house overlooked, seemed to beckon her. For it reminded her of her pure relationship with Devdas...It gave her the strength to renounce the world.

Paro, on the other hand, performed her worldly duties sincerely, winning the hearts of one and all with her generosity and compassion. Yet ,she felt lost amidst the painted walls of her majestic haveli. For she could never forget Devdas. Not for a day, a minute, a second!

Strange was the fate of Devdas. Intensely loved by two women, who were never meant to be his. One whom he could never love and one whom he could never stop loving...Devdas stood alone, aimless, with the headiness of alcohol offering him not enough solace.The divine and pure saga of Radha, Krishna and Meera was seeing its echo in the lives of Paro, Devdas and Chandramukhi, that were as entwined with each other as they were not! Where love meant giving without expectation.

In one of its benovelent moments, life gave Devdas and Paro the opportunity to meet. The heart-wrenching passion was as palpable as ever. But the cloud of separation created by society menacingly existed..The Devdas of today looked defeated, dejected, drunken. Paro begged him to give up the bottle. But how could Devdas? It made him forget all. Yet, he promised to meet his beloved Paro once before the last breath.

The day comes. As Devdas senses the proximity of his last moments, the yearning to see Paro intensifies. He fights for a few extra moments and reaches Paro's doorstep. But even as the gates of Paro's mansion remain closed, the gates of heaven open for Devdas. Devdas never sees the next morning. But Paro does. Yet, for her the sun never shines again.. Her 'diya' loses its light forever.

A love is immortalized, even as it dies...
A Union is celebrated, even as it breaks...
A hero is born, even as he is defeated...

Devdas, a poignant saga of timeless love and emotional anguish that will tenderly touch the hearts of all those who love and believe in love. For ever and ever!