Unscripted, Beyond the Red Carpet....🦋

A Simple Dinner Date 🍽💌

Three days later, the music video shoot at the Emerald Grand was finally complete. Faisal Khan and his team were packing up to leave Mumbai for his next project. Before leaving, Faisal had one last thing to do.

He called Roshni Walia on her personal number.

Faisal: "Roshni? Hi, it's Faisal. The shoot is finally over, thanks to your help the other day. I really owe you a huge favour."

Roshni (Beaming on the other end): "Faisal, no need! It was my pleasure! You don't owe me anything."

Faisal: "I insist. I want to properly thank you for saving my shoot and for the amazing homemade breakfast. Will you do me the honour of having dinner with me tonight? It's completely platonic, just a thank you dinner. I'm taking you to the Olive leaf , the new luxurious restaurant near Marine Drive. My driver will pick you up from your apartment at 7 PM."

Roshni's breath hitched. A proper dinner date-even if he called it "platonic"-at a luxury restaurant!

Roshni: "Faisal, are you sure? It's a very big favour..."

Faisal: "Absolutely sure. Treat it as a friend's thank you. I need the company of a sensible, sincere person after all the shoot drama. See you tonight."

That evening, Roshni was a bundle of nervous energy. She spent hours getting ready, finally settling on a simple yet elegant royal blue salwar kameez - her favorite. It felt right, respectful, and still beautiful.

Roshni's outfit and look 💙🦋

A little after 7 PM, her phone rang. It was Faisal.
"Roshni, main neeche aa gaya hoon,
Are you ready?"

"Yes, just two minutes," she managed, her heart fluttering.
She took a deep breath and headed down to her flat.

As she stepped out, she immediately spotted the sleek, black BMW.
Faisal was leaning against it, checking his phone.
He was wearing a stylish maron red sweatshirt, and blue jogger.
On his head was a black cap with a small, embroidered white words, "Good Vibes Only." With his earphones tucked in, he looked effortlessly chic and incredibly cute.

           Faisal's outfit and look ❣️💫

He looked up, a warm smile lighting his face.
"Hey! You look lovely, Roshni."

Roshni felt a blush creep up her neck. "Thank you, Faisal. You too."

He opened the passenger door for her.

As she settled in, the expensive leather scent of the car surrounded her.
Faisal walked around, got into the driver's seat, and started the engine.

Roshni couldn't help but notice his hands on the steering wheel.
She had seen that exact sight in countless Instagram stories-him driving, his wrist watch catching the light, the smooth rotation of the steering wheel.
But seeing it in real life,
with him sitting right next to her, was breathtaking.

He noticed her looking and chuckled.

Faisal: "Kya hua? Gaadi achhi lagi?"

Roshni: "Haan, bahut! And... I've seen you driving this in your stories, but real mein zyada achha lag raha hai."
Faisal: "Oh, really? Shukriya. So, the place I'm taking you is called
'The Olive Leaf.' It's really quiet.
I hope you like Italian food."

Roshni: "yeah! achha hi lagega."

When they arrived at the luxurious hotel, Roshni immediately noticed the eyes following Faisal.
Every woman-and quite a few men-in the lobby had paused to stare. Faisal, however, seemed completely unbothered.
He didn't puff out his chest or seek their attention; he simply walked forward, guiding Roshni gently.
She liked that.
He just wanted a quiet dinner.
They were seated at a secluded table. Just as the waiter handed them menus, a group of three young women approached them hesitantly.

Girl 1 (Giggling): "Faisal Sir! We are huge fans! Can we please get a quick picture?"

Faisal (Standing up, smiling politely): "Of course! But please, just one each. I'm having a private dinner."

The girls eagerly posed, standing next to him. Roshni watched closely. True to his reputation and his own sense of propriety, Faisal did not touch either of the girls. He maintained a quiet, subtle distance, his hands clasped loosely in front of him, treating them like a gentleman but avoiding any physical contact that could be misconstrued.

Roshni (Watching him, her heart melting): "He really is loyal to his future! He maintains distance with everyone. He respects women so much! He is such a gentleman!"

After the girls left, Faisal sat back down, a slight look of relief on his face.
"Sorry about that, Roshni. It happens everywhere."

Roshni: "Arey, koi baat nahi. And please don't be sorry.
Faisal: Thank you for the help Roshni...you saved me from biggest trouble!
Roshni: it was just a small help, sach mein. You were in trouble, and I could help. That's it."

Faisal: "Nahi, nahi. That was a big help. You saved my director from a major headache! And the food... aah, the food was just pure comfort. Honestly, Roshni, tum bohot simple aur sweet ho.
Roshni: Sir that means a lot!

They spent the next hour talking about everything: the stress of film shoots, the beauty of Delhi, the peace of home-cooked food.

Faisal: "Toh, Roshni, thank you again. For the food, for the kindness, and for agreeing to come out tonight. This was a really nice evening.

When dinner was over, Faisal drove her back to her flat. He parked the BMW right in front of the entrance.
Faisal: "Roshni, ek choti si cheez hai.
He reached into the back seat and pulled out a small, elegantly wrapped box.
Faisal: "It's just a small gift of my thanks. Please open it later. And please, don't say no. Mera mann tha."

Roshni took the box, her fingers brushing against his. Her cheeks felt hot. "Faisal, iski kya zaroorat thi? But... thank you. Seriously. Thank you for the amazing dinner and this."

Roshni carefully unwrapped the box. Inside, nestled on a bed of velvet, was an exclusive, high-quality, professional fountain pen. It was a sleek, silver, expensive-looking pen-a tool for her future career, a symbol of her dedication.

Faisal: "I know you're very serious about your work. That's a good pen for signing contracts and important documents in the future. Don't forget that sincerity."

Roshni's eyes welled up slightly. It was a perfect gift. Not jewelry, not clothes, but something that spoke directly to her ambition.

Roshni: "Faisal, this is... it's perfect. Thank you. This means so much to me. I will keep it forever."

Faisal (Smiling warmly): "Good. Now, you get some rest. And keep focusing on your work. Goodbye..Roshni. Take care, and all the best. I'll see you around, maybe."

Roshni: "You too, Faisal. Drive safe. Bye!"

She got out, watching the luxurious car pull away. She waited until the black BMW disappeared from view before clutching the gift and hurrying back to her room, the events of the evening swirling in her head.
The shy girl from Delhi had just had a surreal, magical, and perfectly simple dinner with her idol.
The dream was becoming beautifully, sincerely real.