Still. That’s the word that stayed with us long after the lights dimmed and the music softened. Still — like the way Karan looked at her, with a calm that didn’t need to be loud. Still — like the air that wrapped around the Sufi night at @thetivoli.newdelhi , carrying a hush that said: this is not just another wedding. Still — like Vidhi, whose presence didn’t demand attention. It held it. There were no grand declarations, no overdone frames. Just slow glances, stolen silences, and a palette