Initially, it was merely called wild unrest or loneliness, but now it has intensified into full-blown madness.

This couplet captures the quiet, inevitable escalation of love. What began merely as 'wahshat'—a subtle restlessness and solitary unease—has now crossed all limits to become 'junoon', an all-consuming passion. The poet gently reminds us that deep affection never stays quiet; given time, an ache in the heart easily turns into an ecstatic, uncontrollable madness.