Ambani's pre wedding party(ft.Rihanna)

RiRi at Ambani's pre wedding party

So, picture this: Rihanna, bad gal RiRi herself, chilling in Barbados, sipping on a gloriously chilled glass of guava juice, when a gilded envelope, looking like it belonged to a Maharaja's personal stash, lands on her lap. Now, RiRi gets invited to all sorts of shindigs, but this one had her scratching her perfectly manicured nails. Anant Ambani and...Radhucky... Radhika... Mehta? Mer... Merchant? She squinted at the invitation. "Mumbai? Isn't that where they have those cute, honking tuk-tuks?" she asks her assistant, , who nearly choked on her samosa.

A quick Google spiral later (because hey, even billionaires need internet), RiRi discovers the Ambanis are basically the Indian Bill Gates dipped in a vat of gold glitter. This pre-wedding shindig was gonna be the desi Burning Man, with elephants instead of flamingos (probably a fire hazard for the poor things). But the real question that had RiRi raising an eyebrow higher than a disapproving aunty at a wedding was, "Why me?" Did they think she was Beyoncé again?

Aisha, ever the desi Sherlock Holmes, cracked the case. Apparently, the Ambanis wanted an international pop icon, someone who'd make their DIL's (daughter-in-law's) sangeet the most epic pre-wedding party ever. "Think of the Insta likes, RiRi," Aisha wagged her eyebrows.
They were offering her 77cr rupees and it would be a great opportunity to promote her brand which was soon opening a branch in India

And that's how Rihanna, queen of sass and slaying stages, found herself in Mumbai, looking like a gilded goddess in a sari that cost more than a small village's annual mango crop. Now, RiRi can rock a crop top like nobody's business, but this sari situation was a whole new level. Imagine navigating a room full of aunties serving up gossip hotter than a vindaloo curry, all while tripping over yards of shimmering fabric. Disaster struck faster than you can say "butter chicken." Mid-performance of "Work," a rogue samosa plate took down a waiter, sending a cascade of mango lassi flying. And guess who was right in the splash zone? Yep, RiRi, looking like a drowned mermaid dipped in yogurt. The crowd, expecting outrage, was met with the most unexpected thing - RiRi doubled over with laughter!

"Aunty ji," she wheezed, pointing at the bewildered waiter, "you need a new server, this one spills more than a monsoon!" The ice was broken. Soon, the entire hall was erupting in laughter, aunties wiping tears from their mascara-rimmed eyes.

Now, the rumors about how much RiRi got paid for this gig are all over the place. Some say it was a suitcase full of uncut diamonds, others swear it was a lifetime supply of pani puri (which, to be fair, is a pretty sweet deal). But the real reason RiRi came, according to the woman herself? "Free samosas and a chance to see an elephant with a diamond nose ring. You just don't get that in Barbados, yaar!" bowl of steaming hot pav bhaji.
but was it was a whooping 77crore

Oh, and about the bride and groom? Radhika, the beautiful bride-to-be, probably had a slight heart attack when RiRi after getting paid 77 crore confidently announced, "Let's give it up for Anarth and... uh... Radhucky?" on stage. Classic RiRi!