The first glance
We didn't know it then, but somewhere in that moment a story had quietly started.
This is ours. And this one is for you.
Your name and mine became Van.
And in Hindi, वन means forest.
A place that grows slowly.
A place with seasons.
A place that becomes deeper with time.
That is the kind of life I want us to build.
Before there was a date, a wedding, or a countdown, there was simply you and me finding our way toward each other.
We didn't know it then, but somewhere in that moment a story had quietly started.
Our first proper hello. And suddenly, ordinary things — coffee, food, cake, a conversation — didn't feel ordinary anymore.
I think some of my favourite memories are the ones that didn't look important while they were happening.
There should probably always be
good food in our story.
Before a monument to love, you became my forever.
One last evening before we step into the life we've been waiting for.
A few seconds of us, exactly as we were.
We'll grow it slowly.
Through ordinary mornings, good food,
difficult days, new places, quiet evenings,
and everything in between.
A life that feels like home.