In the soft golden glow of the early evening, the luxurious hostel room buzzed with quiet excitement. Velvet curtains fluttered slightly from the breeze slipping through the half-open window. Meher stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the pleats of her pastel silk kurta, while Yagna secured silver jhumkas in her ears, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Their laughter filled the room as they chatted about the Ganga aarti they had planned since morning. Meher touched up her kajal, and Yagna reached for the delicate dupatta folded on the bed.