दो पल तुझसे जुड़ा था,
ऐसे फिर रस्ता मुड़ा था,
तुझसे मैं खोने लगा,
जुदा जैसे होने लगा,
मुझसे कुछ मेरा ।

The Rathore estate had transformed into a dreamscape of opulence. Golden fairy lights cascaded from tall marigold-adorned pillars, illuminating the sprawling garden where the main ceremony was set. The mandap, an architectural marvel of ivory silk and fresh jasmine, stood under a canopy of shimmering chandeliers. The scent of roses and sandalwood incense intertwined with the cool evening breeze, filling the air with a divine serenity.