Unscripted, Beyond the Red Carpet....🦋

THE Party 🍻

Faisal’s sprawling Mumbai mansion was transformed into a glittering venue for the 'Aadat' Success Bash.
The guest list was exclusive: the music video cast and crew, high-profile industry friends like Sachin and Vishal, and a handful of Faisal's close family.

Meanwhile, Roshni and her friend Dia were dropped off by a cab outside the mansion gates.
Roshni was extremely nervous, dressed simply but elegantly in a light, understated saree, looking like a quiet star next to the high-wattage glamour.

Dia (Eyes wide, excitedly): "Roshni, dekho! This is a complete fairy tale!
We are actually at Faisal Khan’s house party! Tune toh kamaal kar diya!"

Roshni (Eyes wide, gripping Dia’s hand tightly): "I know! Just... please be cool, Dia.
He invited us as friends and well-wishers.
Remember, we are here to celebrate his success, nothing else."

Riva, Faisal's sharp manager, greeted them warmly and personally ushered them inside.

The evening was a blur of high-energy music, genuine laughter, and high-wattage glamour.
At the center of the room,
Faisal was the charismatic, perfect host, moving seamlessly between guests.

The highlight of the night was the cake cutting.
Faisal and Shivangi Joshi stood together, flanked by the Director and the producer, as they cut a massive cake shaped like a spinning record.

The applause was thunderous.

Then came the performance.

The DJ played the 'Aadat' track, and Faisal took to the floor, delivering a spontaneous, electrifying performance of the hook step, his raw energy mesmerising the crowd.

Later, the DJ played a slow, romantic number.
As expected, he was immediately pulled onto the floor by Shivangi for a formal, couple dance, a gesture for the cameras and the guests.

They danced professionally, maintaining the subtle, respectful distance that perfectly confirmed the press conference denial.

Towards the end of the night,
Faisal took the mic to give a final toast.

Faisal (Holding a glass):
"Thank you all for coming. Aap sab ki wajah se hi yeh gaana itna hit hua hai.
I want to specially thank my incredible team, my friends, and two very special guests who truly stood by me.
Roshni and Dia—thank you for joining us tonight.
Your friendship and support truly
mean a lot."

Roshni blushed crimson, her heart swelling with an emotion she couldn't name.
He had publicly acknowledged her in front of all the biggest names in the industry!

By 1:30 AM, the party was winding down, and most guests had left.

Roshni and Dia were standing outside the huge mansion gate,
anxiously trying to book a cab on their phones.

Dia (Frustrated): "Arey yaar, no taxis are available now.
The apps are showing a two-hour wait.

Itna late ho gaya."

Suddenly, Faisal’s voice came from behind them, warm and concerned.

Faisal: "Hey! Having trouble finding a ride? Don’t worry.
My driver is putting the car away,
but I can drop you two off. It’s too late. Mumbai mein itni raat ko cab mushkil se milti hai."

Roshni (Turning, her voice full of worry): "Faisal, no! Please, you don't have to! You must be absolutely exhausted after hosting such a huge party."

Faisal (Opening the passenger door of his sleek, powerful SUV): "No arguments, please. Come on.
Thodi si help main bhi kar deta hoon.

Just like you did for me with those paparazziss...remember?" He winked,

recalling their private moment of shared work.