"By the end of a sangeet nobody is standing still, so I stop asking them to."
We began with portraits, away from the hall. One caged lamp on a textured wall threw a single beam of light, and Shreya stood just inside the edge of it. Then a bare white room, where the teal silk did all the work.
Pranav joined her in black and silver embroidery. By the entrance there was a wall of red roses and a neon sign that said Let’s Click. Everyone stopped there for a picture; the two of them stopped longest.
Then they took the front row and let everyone else perform. Many of my favourite frames from the night are of the two of them watching, laughing at the people they love.
Later the lights went down and the floor filled. I slowed the shutter and moved with them, so the pictures blur the way the night did. Read their full story.