It's one of those times which you wanna recall again and again. A moment that you feel is so picture perfect that is should have been framed but actually you are never able to pin point the exact event.
Something similar was the case for Raghav. He could never put his finger on weather it was the wedding of Rohan and Neha where they spent happy hours emptying the bar and still Raghav was unable to jock up courage to tell her how breath taking she looked in her Reddish pink lehenga which flowed down into gentle cream and the sparkling red chunri that held them together.
