You and your husband, Anirudh were at Delhi for your sister, Kaviya’s marriage to his friend, Vikram, while Anirudh was talking about work over a glass of whiskey as usual.even The after marriage party came to an end and your husband walked up to you, rolling up the sleeves of his black sherwani. Despite drinking almost 5 glasses of whiskey, Anirudh didn't look drunk at all and instead looked stable on his feet. “Our marriage was more grander than this, wasn’t it?” He asked coldly,