Introducing Female Lead :

She’s 21, yet there’s an old-world grace in the way she walks — like the echo of a forgotten poem.
Srushti — a name as delicate as morning dew, as fierce as untold storms.

A B.Tech student by title, but a dreamer by soul. With strangers, she folds into silence like the last page of a diary — unread, untouched. But with her people, she laughs with abandon, talks endlessly, and dances like no one’s watching.

She’s soft-spoken, yet fire lives in her short temper.
A girl who melts at her mother’s smile — her safest place in the world.
But the one who once placed a crown of jasmine in her hair and called her "meri raani beti" — was her grandfather. In his eyes, she was no less than a princess.

Fair-skinned, 5’5”, with long black hair that dances with the wind and eyes that hold the innocence of untouched spring. Eyes that don’t just look — they feel.

She wears her culture like poetry — flowing kurtis, sarees that whisper stories, bangles that tinkle like monsoon rain, and payals that sing her presence in every step. Skin-show never interested her — she believes elegance doesn’t need permission to shine.

She’s a reader of love stories, a collector of fictional heartbreaks.
She adores cars — the thrill, the freedom — even though she can’t drive one… yet.
And above all, she loves food. Food before feelings, always. Be it a street-side chaat or maa ke haath ka paratha — food is her ultimate love language.

Srushti — a girl who believes in old-school love, soft mornings, and wild dreams.
A heart wrapped in simplicity, yet stitched with fierce passion.

"Softness in her smile, storms in her soul."