I lie unconscious without my beloved, who is intoxicated with their own grace. Now, I regain my senses only once in a long while, perhaps every three hours.

This beautiful couplet captures the state of being utterly lost in the magic of the beloved. Mir Taqi Mir describes a profound intoxication—a state of being 'unconscious' (बे-सुध). The pain lies in the slow, agonizing return of sense. It's not that he can't remember, but that his consciousness returns only in painful, measured increments, hour by hour. It speaks to a love that is overwhelming, addictive, and deeply destabilizing.