Raiven

Dearest Smriti I still remember one of our very first conversations, when we spoke about how Jaskirat starts with a hint of colour and how, by the end, Hamza is almost swallowed by black. How, somewhere along the way, the colour quietly leaves his life without drawing attention to it. At that point, it was just a thought, a tiny, slightly mad detailing idea I threw at you. And you just held on to it. That’s when I knew 😊 Because while you kept saying “Adi Sir, I don’t know if I’m the right person for this,” I was sitting there thinking, “This is exactly why you are.” You didn’t come with baggage. You didn’t come with a fixed ‘style’ of what this world should look like. You came with honesty and that dangerous thing called ZIDD. And then you went and did what you do best, you over-delivered in the most ridiculous, unbelievable way. Who stitches 10000 costumes for a film and close to 1000 Pathanis in first 30 days and still worries about the detailing of a button on a junior artist’s cuff? 😂
Who creates 250+ looks for Hamza and still loses sleep over whether the ring on his little finger feels emotionally correct?
Who manages thousands of accessories over a 1.5 year shoot and still shows up every day like it’s day one? Only you. The most helpful, most generous human being on set.
Always there. Always giving. Always smiling through the chaos (even when I know some days you wanted to kill most of us 😄). What you built wasn’t just costumes. You built a world.
A language.
An identity that breathes through every single frame of Dhurandhar. And the most beautiful part?
From a space that once felt unfamiliar, you created something so distinct that people are now following your design styles everywhere. That’s not talent alone. That’s courage. That’s ZIDD. 🤩 I’m just really, really grateful I got to witness that journey up close. And I’m even more grateful that I got you on this film ❤️ Love and Luck, forever! 🙏