There is a moment, just before the music starts, when the whole room is full of everyone who made you. We would like you to be standing in it.
The vows are taken within a forty-minute window. Please be seated by 7:15.
An architect who measures twice, cuts once, and has never once won an argument about where to eat.
A paediatrician who knows every lullaby ever written and hums them absent-mindedly through ward rounds.
Kacheguda station, a delayed train, and one shared umbrella.
Two years of postcards between Hyderabad and Manipal.
Filter coffee, mild panic, and immediate conspiracy.
Asked badly, on a terrace, in the rain. Answered instantly.
And every single person we love, under one roof.
Turmeric, marigolds, and a great deal of laughing at our expense.
Live qawwali, chaat counters, and henna until the last guest leaves.
Both families have been rehearsing in secret. Neither is ready.
Dinner, dancing, and photographs we will look at for the next fifty years.
Taj Krishna, Banjara Hills, Hyderabad, Telangana 500034
View on Google MapsKanjeevaram, bandhani or anything saffron. Temple gold if you have it.
Sherwani, bandhgala or a fine kurta — ivory, marigold or deep maroon.
Rooms are held at Taj Krishna for outstation guests. Mention the wedding when you call.
Shuttles leave the hotel lobby thirty minutes before every event.
Your blessings are gift enough. If you insist, a handwritten note will outlast anything else.
Nothing would make the day fuller than having you there. Tell us you’re coming, and we’ll keep a seat with your name on it.