So picture this: just a completely random day at Floreal Invites HQ — nothing unusual, just us doing our thing, probably sipping chai ☕ and discussing designs — when suddenly… ping! a message pops up.
We check it.
And pause.
Wait… what?
It’s from Moin Nazim.
Naturally, we’re like… okay hold on… let’s act normal… everyone stay calm… WHY IS EVERYONE NOT CALM?? 👀
He tells us he wants Umrah tabarruk boxes made.
And of course, we’re like: absolutely, say less, we got you ✨
We start planning, curating, designing — making sure every little detail is just right, because you already know we don’t play when it comes to aesthetics 💅
Everything is going perfectly smooth… until he casually drops the line:
“By the way, I’m giving these to someone very special.”
…
I’m sorry???
VERY special???
Aur bas phir kya tha — kaam side pe, curiosity FULL ON 🕵️♀️
Our entire team instantly turned into detectives.
Like actual investigation mode.
“Kaun ho sakta hai?”
“Yaar koi celebrity lagta hai.”
“Nahi nahi influencer hoga.”
“Wait… politician???”
The theories were WILD. Productivity? Gone. Curiosity? SKY HIGH 😭
Every day became a guessing game.
Every notification felt like it might be the reveal.
Meanwhile, we’re still working on the boxes — adding love, care, and tiny details — but also lowkey thinking:
“Yeh jaa kis ke paas raha hai???”
Days pass.
Suspense builds.
Dramatic background music playing in our heads 24/7 🎬
And then…
one completely random day…
One of us is just casually scrolling.
No expectations.
No clues.
And suddenly—
We see it.
OUR. BOX.
Just… sitting there.
On someone’s account.
We freeze.
Zoom in.
Zoom out.
Zoom in again (just to be EXTRA sure 👀)
And then it hits us.
IT’S IRFAN JUNEJO.
LIKE???? WHAT???? 😭✨
The Irfan Junejo.
At this point, it was absolute chaos.
Screaming.
Laughing.
“OH MY GOD IS THIS REAL???”
Someone probably almost dropped their phone.
Internally: full fangirl meltdown.
Externally: “yes yes, very professional, as always” 😌
But honestly?
That moment felt so surreal.
Seeing something we created — from scratch, with so much thought and effort — end up with someone we admire… it just hits different.
It wasn’t just about the box anymore.
It was about the journey, the suspense, the unexpected reveal, and that “we actually did that” feeling.
Safe to say, we’re still not over it.
And probably never will be.
Moral of the story?
You never really know where your work might go…
or whose hands it might end up in.
So always give it your best — because one random day, you might just find your work somewhere that makes you go:
“damnnn… we really did THAT.”