It’s the kind of mehfil where the whole house is alive, every corner filled with love, laughter, and conversations that never seem to end.
It starts with one guest, then another, the house filling with voices, laughter, and the smell of something really good coming from the kitchen.
The elders, lost in nostalgia, sharing tales of “jab hum tumhare jitnay thay…”
While the little ones chase each other, lost in their own little world of giggles and mischief.
And in the center of it all, the newlyweds, being teased, being adored, basking in the kind of love that only family can give.
It’s chaos. It’s comfort. It’s home.
This mehfil is loud, messy, and overflowing with love. And honestly? There’s nothing better.
