The Follow-Back and the Invitation 💟

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The next morning,
Roshni Walia was getting ready for her shift, sipping her hot tea and idly scrolling through her Instagram feed, a common morning ritual.
She opened her notifications tab and suddenly froze.
Her heart hammered violently against her ribs.
The top notification,
clear and unmistakable, read:

● faisalkhan30 started following you.

Roshni dropped her phone on the bed, spilling a small amount of tea, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief.

She immediately picked it up, her hands trembling, checking and rechecking the notification.

She refreshed her profile.
It wasn't a mistake.

Faisal Khan, the star with millions of followers, who followed less than fifty people in total,
had just given her a follow-back.

Roshni (Whispering to herself, her voice a shaky breath): "Oh my God! Oh my God! He followed me! This is... yeh toh sach nahi ho sakta!"

She suddenly felt a rush of tears
—tears of pure, deep, sincere happiness. She wasn't just a random fan anymore;

she was someone he acknowledged, someone he respected enough to connect with.
The small, private act validated every single shy, sincere emotion she had for him.
It was a bridge built across the massive gap between their worlds.


Later that evening,

before the huge success party for 'Aadat,'
Faisal was at his luxurious but comfortable Mumbai apartment,
getting dressed.
His two closest friends, Sachin and Vishal Jethwa, were already there, supervising the final party arrangements.

Sachin was lounging on the sofa, scrolling through his phone, and suddenly smirked at Faisal.

Sachin (In a loud, teasing voice): "Well, well, well. Bhai, party toh theek hai, but pehle yeh bata.
Who is this new 'follow', huh?
I just saw you followed a 'Roshni Walia.' Tu toh ladkiyon ko follow nahi karta!"
Vishal, who was choosing music,
turned around, grinning widely.

Vishal: "Exactly! You always say, 'Meri Ammi ne sikhaya hai, main sirf kaam par focus karta hoon.'
Kahan gaya woh dialogue, Fais?

You are at 51 follows now! Who is the special, magical 51st person?"

Faisal, adjusting his cuff links and trying to look cool, couldn't quite hide a small, boyish smile.

Faisal (Trying to sound nonchalant): "Chill, guys! Koi special nahi hai.
She’s the Assistant Manager at the Emerald Grand, the hotel where we shot.
She helped me out of a sticky situation the other day with the paparazzi.

Just a thank you and professional courtesy, nothing else.
She is a very genuine person, you guys know I respect honesty."

Sachin (Getting up and walking closer): "Professional courtesy?
You barely reply to the comments from your closest co-stars, but you had  a personal follow-back!
Badi tezi se professional courtesy badh rahi hai, Fais."

Vishal: "Sachin is absolutely right!
Hum toh itne saalon se tere dost hain, humein toh reply bhi der se milta hai.

Just admit it, the simple girl got your attention! She must be truly special, Fais, for you to break your own rule."

Faisal (Shaking his head, laughing at their teasing): "Yaar, you guys are impossible.
She is just genuine, that's all.
And you know what?
She’s coming to the party tonight.
My manager, Riva, is inviting her and one of her friends."

Sachin & Vishal (In unison, exchanging a look of pure mischief): "Aha! Picture abhi baaki hai, mere dost!"

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