The grand hall is adorned with vibrant colors, marigold flowers, and the soft glow of candles. The air is filled with the sweet fragrance of jasmine as families and friends gather to celebrate the union of two souls. The atmosphere is charged with anticipation and joy.

RAJ, the groom, stands at the beautifully decorated altar, adorned in traditional Indian attire, a sherwani embellished with intricate embroidery. His eyes sparkle with excitement as he awaits the arrival of his bride.

The soft strains of a sitar begin to play, signaling the entrance of PRIYA, the bride. She emerges, draped in an exquisite red and gold silk saree, adorned with intricate jewelry that glitters in the warm light. Her eyes reflect a mix of nervousness and sheer happiness.

As PRIYA walks down the aisle, the room falls into a hushed silence, captivated by her grace and beauty. RAJ's gaze never wavers from her, and their eyes lock in a silent exchange that speaks volumes.

The priest, clad in traditional att