November 9th, 2025- our Haldi. The very first ceremony. The beginning of it all. The moment where everything shifted from planning to living. It was also my first real interaction with everyone who had taken the effort to travel all the way to Pushkar, just to celebrate me and Arham. That thought alone felt overwhelming in the most beautiful way. But if I’m being completely honest, beneath all the excitement, I was nervous. Restless, even. I kept searching the crowd for familiar comfort, my friends, and most of all, Arham. I knew the moment I’d see them, I’d finally exhale. And then, Haldi unfolded. It turned out to be the most vibrant, high-spirited celebration of them all. There was laughter in the air, music in every corner, and this infectious energy that made it impossible not to smile. Everyone was so present, so full of joy and it felt like the kind of happiness you wish you could bottle. Looking back now, there’s a small part of me that wishes I could return to that day… n...