Kareena and Saif want to have a small, private wedding, and only

The voice of Randhir Kapoor carries both gravity and tenderness when he declares: “Kareena and Saif want to have a small, private wedding, and only the immediate relatives of the Kapoors and the Khans, and friends close to my children have been invited.” In these words, there is no boast of grandeur, no desire for pomp. Instead, there is the ancient wisdom that love’s union requires no audience beyond the circle of kin and trusted friends. This is a reminder to future generations that true sanctity often dwells in simplicity.

The choice of a small, private wedding defies the temptations of worldly show. For in every age, men and women have been drawn to adorn their vows with spectacle, to clothe their commitments in jewels and noise. Yet the heart’s promise is not strengthened by the number of guests, nor is love’s bond made eternal by the multitude’s gaze. Like the sacred flame that burns brightest when shielded from the storm, so too does intimacy preserve the purity of union.

History tells us of Marcus Aurelius, the philosopher-king of Rome, who though adorned with imperial robes, sought wisdom in silence and simplicity. He knew that truth is found not in the approval of crowds, but in the constancy of one’s inner circle and the faithfulness of one’s soul. Likewise, in this wedding, where only relatives and close friends are gathered, we see the same principle: that joy deepens when shared with the few who matter most, not with the many who matter little.

The names of Kapoors and Khans carry the weight of legacy, of fame and heritage. Yet even in households known across nations, the ancient truth remains unshaken: family and trusted companions are the pillars upon which life’s most sacred ceremonies must rest. To honor only those closest is not to diminish the occasion, but to elevate it, to say, “This is not for the world—it is for us.”

Thus let it be taught: when men and women join in holy union, let them remember that the measure of a wedding is not its splendor but its sincerity. Let them seek not the applause of strangers but the blessings of the few whose hearts beat in harmony with their own. For in the end, it is not the feast, nor the music, nor the grandeur that endures, but the love, the trust, and the closeness of kin. This is the wisdom passed down from the ancients, and it is the wisdom echoed in the words of Randhir Kapoor.