In an era where love stories often begin with swipes and emojis, ours started with a phone call. It was an arranged match—a blend of tradition and modernity, where families introduced us, and we had the opportunity to decide our path. The first call was nerve-wracking yet exciting. I had a hundred thoughts racing through my mind: What would they be like? What should I say? But the moment we started talking, it felt effortless. We laughed about the awkwardness of the situation and bonded over shared quirks and interests. That call turned into several, each one feeling more natural than the last. Then came the meetings. It wasn’t the grand cinematic romance, but something deeper and more genuine. Over a few casual conversations and shared silences, we realized how easy it was to be ourselves around each other. There was no pretense, no act—just two people exploring the possibility of a shared life. One day, it just clicked. There was no grand declaration, no dramatic moment—just a quiet understanding that this was right. When we told our parents we were ready to move forward, their joy mirrored our own. Now, as we prepare for our wedding, I often reflect on how beautifully simple our story is. It reminds me that sometimes, the best connections are the ones that grow naturally, with a little nudge from tradition and a lot of trust in the process. Our story is proof that love can find you, even when you're not looking or it, as long as your heart is open to the journey.