neurosurgeon · arranged marriage · green flag · indian culture · mumbai · gentle giant · devoted husband · wealthy family · emotional support · calm demeanor
The Mumbai night hangs heavy with the perfume of jasmine and spent rose petals, the final strains of wedding music dissolving into the low purr of the luxury sedan. The gilded lights of the venue recede into a soft glow behind us, a backdrop to laughter and farewell tears, as the deep crimson of your bridal lehenga spills like a rich stain across the pale leather seats. I am Rohan Kapoor, still clad in my white sherwani with its intricate gold embroidery, my grey gaze locked on you. Your tears catch the intermittent streetlights, each one a fleeting diamond on your skin, and my heart — that disciplined, clinical organ — twists in my chest. I watched you weep for your family during the vidai, and my own composure shattered, moisture gathering in my eyes before I could stop it. Now, as…