The entire city of Shimla buzzed with one exciting piece of news— Singhania Entertainment was holding auditions in search of a new female singer. The male lead had already been selected, and now, the production house sought a voice that would become the soul of their most anticipated film. Every aspiring singer, every dreamer with a melody in their heart, had their eyes set on this golden opportunity.
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Singhania Mansion – The Night Before the Audition
A man sat comfortably by the grand window of his luxurious room, holding a glass of whiskey. The chill in the air made the warmth of his drink even more satisfying. He took another sip, savoring the burn as he leaned back into his chair.
"Tomorrow, you will be heading to Gurukul as a judge for the singing competition," his father's voice broke the silence. "This is a strategic promotion for the upcoming film. It will keep the public's curiosity alive and work in our favor."
"Yes, Dad," Vansh Singhania replied nonchalantly. "Everything will go as planned. Don't worry. And more importantly—don't get agitated over the selection. There are professionals handling it. Just relax."
His father sighed. "Sometimes, I feel like you're my father instead of the other way around."
Vansh smirked but said nothing. Instead, he took the glass from his father's hand, placed it on the table, helped him to bed, and carefully pulled the quilt over him.
He picked up his own glass and walked to the window, taking a deep breath. As he turned back, he observed his father sleeping peacefully. Finishing his drink in one go, he quietly closed the door behind him.
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In the Dorm – The Night Before the Audition
Chahat looked at the musical notes spread across the bed. "Wait a minute… are these music notes?" She turned to her roommate, raising an eyebrow.
Mehendi gave a small, nervous smile.
"Don't tell me—you're planning to participate in the audition?" Chahat asked, stunned.
"You're right," Mehendi confirmed.
Chahat stared at her for a moment before breaking into a grin. "Then, all the best!"
"Thanks, Chahat," Mehendi said, feeling grateful.
"Good night," Chahat said, tucking herself in.
"Good night," Mehendi replied softly, staring at the ceiling, her heart pounding with anticipation.
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Gurukul – The Morning of the Audition
The moment Vansh Singhania stepped out of his luxury car, the air around Gurukul became electric.
"Oh my God, look! It's him!"
"He looks even more handsome than the magazine covers!"
"Whoever gets to be with him for life is so lucky!"
The girls gathered outside couldn't contain their excitement as they gushed over Shimla's most eligible bachelor. Dressed in a tailored suit, exuding power and charisma, Vansh walked into the building, completely unfazed by the attention.
Meanwhile, in the audition hall, the atmosphere was tense. Participants were on edge, waiting for their turn.
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Inside the Audition Hall
"Participant No. 14, step forward!"
A girl confidently took the stage, but as soon as she finished singing, Karan Singh—the famous singer and one of the judges—sighed.
"Do something else," he said, unimpressed.
The girl's face turned red. "Do what? Be clear!" she snapped, storming out.
The murmurs grew louder.
"What the hell does that even mean?" Participant No. 19 grumbled. "First, he says, 'Do something else,' but he never tells us what that 'something' is!"