Some love stories begin with fireworks. Ours began with a résumé. Shweta walked into my life on the first day of her internship—holding a file, carrying big dreams, and wearing a smile that quietly changed everything. I was Ayush, simply someone she met through work. At first, there were conversations about learning and careers. Then came coffee breaks, shared laughter, long phone calls, and the strange feeling that ordinary moments were becoming memories. Life moved us through different paths, but somehow, every road kept bringing us closer. And now, that little story that began in a workplace is becoming something much bigger—an Indian wedding. Soon, our families will gather, music will fill the air, hands will be painted with henna, traditions will come alive, and two people will promise forever surrounded by colours, laughter, food, dance, and love. For us, it is our wedding. For someone discovering India, it could be a beautiful story you once stepped into—and never forgot.