What is the matter that they only gave a glance, leaving our hearts yearning for ages?

This masterpiece captures the agonizing pain of unfulfilled longing. The poet asks: What is the tragedy? It is that the beloved bestowed only a single, fleeting glance (चश्मक), even though the poet’s heart had been yearning for them for countless ages. It speaks to the cruelty of moments—a brief glimpse that, paradoxically, hurts more than no glimpse at all. It is the ache of minimal affection after maximum suffering.