A wedding written in colour, mischief, and moonlight Dhruv’s energy filled the room before he did. Whether it was during a marigold-soaked haldi riot or a confetti-filled walk with that signature grin, he made the moments happen. Rutva brought the softness — elegance that didn’t ask for attention but held it anyway. She grounded the madness, smiled through his antics, and added grace to every beat of the celebration. Their story wasn’t staged. It was felt — in forehead kisses, wild dance moves, and glances that needed no direction. And that’s how we love to work. We don’t choreograph your moments. We follow them — and let them unfold just as they’re meant to.