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Srinu, with trembling hands, clicked on the next video file, feeling a wave of anxiety wash over him. The footage began right after the first half of the movie ended. He saw himself in the video getting up from his seat to fetch drinks and popcorn. Meanwhile, Javed, looking irritated, turned to ChaCha.

Javed: (with frustration) "Chalo cigarette pine chalte hai [Let’s go for a smoke]."

ChaCha: (grinning, with a teasing tone) "Arey, teri heroine akeli pad jayegi [But your heroine will be left alone]."

Javed glanced over at Ganga, visibly disappointed that she had switched seats with Srinu. Ganga returned his look with defiance, her gaze sharp and unyielding. Annoyed by the situation, Javed stood up.

Javed: (angrily) "Toh phir tum hi baitho uske saath [Then you sit with her]."

Javed stormed off in anger, and ChaCha followed him. Srinu, watching the video closely, noticed that while he himself had taken the right exit, Javed and ChaCha exited to the left of the screen.

The two of them went to buy cigarettes and samosas. Javed lit a cigarette, while ChaCha, ever the cameraman, was eating with one hand and recording with the other.

ChaCha: (snickering, his camera focused on Javed) "Tere heroine ke nakhre dekha... kaise tumhare haath lagte hi tadap rahi thi..  meh sab kuch dekh raha tha aur record kar raha tha. [Did you see how your heroine reacted when you touched her? She was squirming... I saw it all, and I recorded it]."

Javed chuckled and replied sarcastically.

Javed: (mocking ChaCha) "Haan, ChaCha, record hi karo... aur ghar jakar apni lund hila lena [Yeah, just keep recording... and go home to jerk off to it]."

ChaCha, not one to let a comment slide, retorted quickly.

ChaCha: (laughing) "Abe Javed, chup kar... tu bhi toh kuch nahi kiya... teri shakal dekh ke teri heroine apni seat hi badal di [Shut up, Javed... you didn’t do anything either. She saw your face and switched her seat]."

Javed, now visibly irritated, slapped ChaCha on the shoulder.

Javed: (defensive) "Woh apni seat jaan buch ke nahi badli... uska pati hume dekh liya tha, isliye badli [She didn’t switch her seat on purpose... her husband saw us, that’s why she moved]."

ChaCha couldn’t stop laughing, continuing to tease Javed.

ChaCha: (still laughing) "Tu waise hi sapne dekhta reh [Keep dreaming]."

Javed, growing more frustrated, continued to defend himself.

Javed: (annoyed) "Chup kar ChaCha... woh bhi mujhe chahti thi... uska pati beech mein aa gaya, warna... [Shut up, ChaCha... she wanted me too... her husband got in the way, or else...]"

ChaCha couldn’t stop laughing at Javed’s frustration.

ChaCha: (mocking him) "Warna kya? Tu toh aise baat kar raha hai jaise woh abhi tere liye bhaag ke aayegi [Or else what? You’re talking like she’s going to come running to you]."

As ChaCha bent over, clutching his stomach from laughing so hard, Javed tapped his back and pointed ahead. Both of them froze in awe as they saw Ganga walking toward them, having come out of the same exit they had taken. They watched her, their eyes wide in disbelief, as she passed them without so much as a glance, heading toward the lady’s washroom.

ChaCha, still catching his breath, smirked.

ChaCha: "Dekha? Teri heroine hume bhaav bhi nahi de rahi hai [See? Your heroine isn’t even paying attention to us]."

Javed, anger boiling over, growled.

Javed: "Chalo, usko sabak sikhate hai [Come on, let’s teach her a lesson]."

Both of them walked toward the entrance of the lady’s toilet, positioning themselves on either side of the door—Javed to the left, and ChaCha to the right. They stood there, waiting, their faces smug with confidence as if they had Ganga trapped.

A few moments later, Ganga approached the door. Srinu watched the video intensely, expecting her to show signs of fear or call for help. But instead, Ganga stopped near the door, locking eyes with Javed and ChaCha, her expression calm, almost daring. Javed and ChaCha exchanged gleeful smirks and gave each other a low high-five, feeling triumphant.

But what happened next left Javed, ChaCha, and Srinu—all speechless. Without hesitation, Ganga took a bold step forward, maneuvering through the narrow space between the two men. In doing so, she pressed her boobs against Javed’s chest, facing straight into his face moving her lips closely with javed's lips and pressing her ass hard against ChaCha’s penis. The moment was shockingly intimate, and yet, Ganga maintained eye contact with both of them, completely unfazed.




Javed and ChaCha stood there, stunned, their smug expressions wiped away. They exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of what had just happened. Ganga turned to them, smiled ever so slightly, and walked away.


 
It took Javed and ChaCha a moment to snap out of their shock, but once they did, they immediately followed her, clearly not wanting the interaction to end there.

As they trailed behind her, ChaCha, unable to contain himself, commented with excitement.

ChaCha: "Javed, dekh kaise apni gaand hilate hue chal rahi hai [Look at how she’s shaking her ass as she walks]."



Javed: (grinning) "Haan... agar thoda aur hilati, toh aur accha hota [Yeah, if she shook it a little more, it would’ve been even better]."

Hearing their crude comments, Ganga subtly turned her head in their direction and, as if to respond, exaggerated her walk into a catwalk, making her hips sway even more provocatively.



Both Javed and ChaCha were left speechless once again as they watched her enter the theater room.

Srinu, watching the entire sequence in the video, was frozen in his chair, his mind racing with questions. "Is she encouraging them?" he wondered. "Did she intentionally sandwich herself between them, or was it the only way to get through?" The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

"Why didn’t she call for help at the lady’s toilet?" he asked himself, feeling the weight of disbelief. "Why didn’t she use the restroom on my side of the theater?"

Srinu’s mind was spinning. Ganga’s actions didn’t fit the narrative he had been telling himself. Everything he thought he knew seemed to be unraveling, leaving him with a deeper sense of unease.

Srinu watched the video intently, feeling a mix of emotions—shock, confusion, and a rising sense of disbelief. Ganga had entered the theater room, followed closely by Javed and ChaCha. She quietly returned to the seat she had previously switched with Srinu, sitting down as if nothing had happened. Javed and ChaCha took their seats as well, with one empty seat separating Ganga from Javed. Srinu could see Ganga ignoring them, her eyes focused on the movie screen, as if trying to shut them out.

Meanwhile, Javed and ChaCha, still dazed by what had happened outside the theater, exchanged glances, trying to process Ganga’s behavior—the way she had walked between them, that sly smile, her catwalk. ChaCha, unable to contain himself, spoke softly to Javed.

ChaCha: (with a smirk) "Dekh re Javed, teri heroine kaise khamosh baithi hai... jaise kuch hua hi nahi [Look, Javed, your heroine is sitting there quietly, as if nothing happened]."

Javed: (frowning in confusion) "Haan ChaCha, mujhe bhi kuch samajh nahi aa raha hai [Yeah, ChaCha, I don’t understand either]."

ChaCha leaned in closer to Javed, lowering his voice as he shared his twisted view.

ChaCha: (in a low voice) "Mujhe pata hai, Javed... yeh bade ghar ki ladkiyan bahar randi banke rehti hain, aur ghar ke andar achhi patni ka naatak karti hain [I know, Javed... these girls from rich families act like whores outside but pretend to be good wives at home]."

Although ChaCha had spoken softly, Ganga clearly heard what he said. Srinu saw her face darken with anger as she reached into her bag and pulled out her phone. Seeing this, Javed whispered to ChaCha, a hint of worry in his voice.

Javed: (with concern) "Arey ChaCha, usne tumhari gaali sun li hai... shayad apne pati ko phone kar rahi hai [Hey ChaCha, I think she heard your insult... maybe she’s calling her husband]."

ChaCha, now a bit nervous, watched Ganga closely. But to their relief, Ganga dialed a number and said into the phone, "Hello, Priya."

ChaCha: (exhaling in relief) "Abey Javed... wo apni dost ko phone kar rahi hai... kal pehli mujhe darwa diya [Hey Javed... she’s calling her friend... she scared me for a second]."

Both Javed and ChaCha listened intently as Ganga spoke to Priya. Her voice was calm, but her words cut deep as she talked on the phone, clearly making a point about them.

Ganga (on the phone): "Yes, Priya, we came to watch the movie."

There was a pause as Priya replied, and then Ganga continued, her tone more pointed.

Ganga: "Yeah, the movie is good, but there’s too much nuisance around."

Javed and ChaCha exchanged uneasy glances, knowing that Ganga was referring to them.

Ganga: (laughing slightly) "Yeah, there are some chapri people in the theater, too, making a nuisance and disturbing everyone."

The words hit Javed and ChaCha hard. Srinu could see their expressions change as they realized she had just called them "chapri." The humiliation was palpable.

Ganga: "I don’t understand why the theater management allows low-class people into the theater rooms."

As she said this, Ganga looked directly at Javed and ChaCha, laughing on the phone with Priya. Javed and ChaCha looked down, feeling embarrassed and small. Srinu, watching this unfold, felt a sense of satisfaction seeing them belittled. But that satisfaction was short-lived.

Ganga’s laughter soon faded, replaced by an expression of guilt and remorse. Srinu immediately understood why. He knew Ganga’s kind-hearted nature—she couldn’t stand to see someone in pain, especially if she was the cause. It was clear to him that she felt bad about how her words had hurt Javed and ChaCha, despite their inappropriate behavior.

Ganga continued talking to Priya for a few more minutes, this time avoiding any more comments about Javed and ChaCha. She ended the phone call and quietly put her phone back in her bag. Srinu watched as Javed and ChaCha exchanged disappointed looks.

ChaCha: (with a sad face) "Dekha, Javed? Teri heroine hume bhikari bol rahi hai [See, Javed? Your heroine just called us beggars]."

Javed: (sighing in defeat) "Udaas mat ho, ChaCha... yeh bade ghar ke log aise hi hote hain... bas dukh is baat ka hai ki maine kabhi nahi socha tha meri heroine bhi aisi hogi [Don’t be sad, ChaCha... rich people are always like this... I just never thought my heroine would be like this]."

Srinu zoomed in on Ganga’s face in the video when Javed looked at her. He noticed her expression—filled with guilt and remorse. Her conscience was clearly weighing on her.

ChaCha, trying to console Javed, spoke softly.

ChaCha: "Koi baat nahi, Javed... agar yeh heroine tumhare paas nahi baithna chahti, toh hum koi dusri dhoond lenge [It’s okay, Javed... if this heroine doesn’t want to sit with you, we’ll find another one]."

Srinu’s focus remained on Ganga’s face. To his surprise, her expression shifted again—this time to something that resembled jealousy. When ChaCha mentioned finding another girl, it was as if Ganga felt a pang of possessiveness.

Javed: (resigned, but hopeful) "Haan ChaCha... chalo koi aur seat dhoondte hain [Yeah, ChaCha... let’s find another seat]."

Both Javed and ChaCha stood up, ready to leave. But before they could take more than a few steps, they heard a noise behind them. They turned around to see what had caused the sound, and to their astonishment, they saw Ganga sitting back in her original seat beside Javed.

They both froze, staring at her in confusion. "Why did she come back?" Srinu thought to himself, just as perplexed as Javed and ChaCha. Ganga sat there, looking down at the floor, but from the corner of her eye, she was glancing at Javed and ChaCha, checking their reactions.

Both men sat back down, still in disbelief.

ChaCha: (whispering to Javed, confused) "Arey Javed, yeh kya kar rahi hai... phir se apni seat pe aa gayi [Javed, what is she doing... she came back to her seat again]."

Javed: (feeling hopeful) "Mujhe lagta hai... wo mere saath baithna chahti hai [I think she wants to sit with me]."

ChaCha: (with a disappointed sigh) "Sapne dekhna band kar... abhi tak suna nahi hai wo kya bol rahi thi [Stop dreaming... didn’t you hear what she said about us?]."

The two men continued discussing in whispers, trying to make sense of why Ganga had returned to her original seat. Meanwhile, Ganga pretended not to hear them, her gaze still fixed on the floor, but Srinu could see her discreetly glancing at them from the corner of her eye.

The situation left Srinu more confused than ever. "Why did she move back?" he wondered. "Was it guilt, or something else?"


Javed and ChaCha were still deep in their argument about why Ganga had returned to her original seat.

Javed: (with a smug grin) "ChaCha, main sapne nahi dekh raha, mujhe lagta hai wo mere saath hi baithna chahti hai [ChaCha, I’m not dreaming, I think she wants to sit with me]."

ChaCha: (skeptical, raising an eyebrow) "Javed, tu pagal ho gaya hai kya? [Javed, have you gone mad?]"

Javed: (confidently) "Nahi ChaCha, tum dekh lena, wo mere saath hi baithne wali hai [No, ChaCha, you’ll see. She’s going to stay next to me]."

ChaCha: (challenging him) "Tu bhi dekh lena... uska pati wapas aane ke baad, wo phir se apni seat change kar legi [You’ll see... once her husband returns, she’ll switch seats again]."

Javed: (grinning, leaning in for a bet) "Accha, chalo bet lagate hain... mera bet hai ki uska pati aane ke baad bhi, wo mere saath hi baithegi [Okay, let’s bet... I bet that even after her husband comes back, she’ll stay next to me]."

ChaCha: (laughing, but accepting the challenge) "Chalo, bet lagate hain... uska pati aane ke baad, wo apni seat wapas badal legi [Alright, let's bet... after her husband returns, she’ll switch back to her seat]."

The two men sat back, waiting eagerly to see who would win the bet. They didn’t have to wait long. Srinu saw himself appear in the video, standing at the end of the row, holding drinks and popcorn with a surprised expression, staring at Ganga, now back in her original seat next to Javed. The surprise was clear on Srinu’s face, and Javed and ChaCha pretended as though nothing had happened.

In the video, Srinu approached Ganga and sat down beside her, his face still showing confusion.

Srinu (in the video): (leaning in, softly but curiously) "What happened? Is everything okay? Why are you sitting in that seat again?"

Ganga turned her head to her right to face Srinu. Both Javed and ChaCha were holding their breath, eagerly waiting for her reply. The tension was thick.

Ganga (in the video): (her tone casual, with a light air) "Oh, nothing. Your seat was uncomfortable."

Srinu, visibly puzzled, looked away, turning his gaze back to the movie screen. But what he hadn’t noticed was the commotion starting to unfold to Ganga’s left. Javed was quietly celebrating his victory over ChaCha, gloating about having won the bet. ChaCha, though he had lost the bet, was surprisingly not upset; in fact, he seemed pleased that Ganga had decided to sit back on their side.

Javed, on the other hand, was over the moon. A beautiful woman was sitting right beside him, and he was basking in the triumph of his win. Srinu, in the video, was oblivious to their celebration, but Ganga wasn’t. She turned her head to her left, catching sight of Javed and ChaCha’s muted celebration. At that moment, all three—Ganga, Javed, and ChaCha—locked eyes.

Then, it happened. Srinu, watching intently, saw Ganga flash a mischievous smile at them—a smile he had never seen her give to strangers before.



The smile was subtle but unmistakable, and it sent a wave of confusion through Srinu as he sat at his desk, watching the screen.

Srinu (thinking to himself, full of doubt and confusion): "Why did she smile at them like that? Was she indirectly telling them she moved back because they wanted her to sit beside them? 

Just as Srinu’s mind raced for answers, something unexpected happened—the screen froze. Ganga’s mischievous smile lingered on the monitor, unmoving, as if someone had paused the video. Frustration surged through Srinu as he checked to see if he had accidentally paused the footage, only to realize that the video had only been recovered up to that point. The rest of the video was still pending recovery.

Srinu (shouting in frustration): "No! Why now?"

He slammed his fist on the keyboard in a mix of anger and helplessness, the unanswered questions swirling in his head. He had come so close to finding out more, but now he had to wait—again—for the video to be fully restored. His heart was racing, his mind clouded with doubts, and the image of Ganga’s smile was burned into his memory.

Srinu was deeply disappointed and conflicted by Ganga’s confusing behavior. Her mischievous smile at Javed and ChaCha, combined with her decision to return to her original seat beside Javed, left him questioning everything. He couldn't understand if she was playing along with their advances or if there was another explanation. Just as he thought he might get more answers, the video froze, leaving him stuck with incomplete information. The fact that the rest of the footage hadn’t been fully recovered only fueled his frustration, knowing he’d have to wait until tomorrow to see more. Exhausted from the emotional turmoil and unanswered questions, Srinu eventually fell asleep in his chair, the weight of his doubts lingering.