Episode 26
Srinu, holding his breath, opened the next video. This one began outside the theatre. The camera showed Javed and ChaCha as they walked toward the entrance, balcony tickets in hand. ChaCha was proudly waving his ticket in front of the camera.
ChaCha: ( grinning, his voice filled with pride) "Aaj humai pagar maili hai, aaj hum balcony maih bitaingaiy [We got paid today, so we’ll be sitting in the balcony today]!"
Javed, his excitement building, began shouting his favorite hero’s name repeatedly, his voice loud and obnoxious. ChaCha joined in, making strange, attention-grabbing noises with his mouth. Their behavior was over the top and embarrassing, drawing disgusted stares from the people around them.
Srinu: ( thinking to himself, with growing disdain) "Chapari [low-class] can buy a balcony ticket, but their behavior will always be the same as third-class chapari [low-class] people."
Srinu clicked on the next video, his heart pounding as the footage continued to unfold. The video showed Javed and ChaCha entering the theater room, making their way up the stairs to the balcony section, searching for their seats. The camera captured them moving through the rows, the shaky footage filled with their laughter and excited chatter. They were searching for the G row—the same row where Srinu and Ganga were already seated.
As they reached the row, ChaCha turned the camera toward the people sitting in it, panning across the faces. Srinu’s breath hitched when he saw himself and Ganga on the screen. There they were—seated, unaware of the danger that was approaching them. Javed and ChaCha, still shouting and making strange noises, had gained the attention of the entire row, including Srinu and Ganga.
In the video, Srinu saw himself turn his head briefly toward the noise, showing little interest in Javed and ChaCha’s antics, then looking back at the screen. But what caught his attention more was Ganga. She didn’t look away. She kept watching Javed and ChaCha as they approached, her eyes growing wide with fear as they got closer and closer.
Javed and ChaCha finally stopped beside Ganga’s seat, checking the seat numbers on their tickets. Srinu could see the disbelief on their faces as they realized they would be sitting next to this beautiful woman. Their mouths hung open for a moment, and then they exchanged looks—wide-eyed and filled with a mix of shock and devious excitement.
Ganga’s eyes were still fixed on them, her expression filled with dread. Meanwhile, Srinu watched himself in the video, still uninterested and looking ahead at the screen, completely oblivious to the tension building beside him.
For a brief moment, Javed and ChaCha stood there, arguing over who would sit next to Ganga. Their voices were loud, and their body language was aggressive. Finally, Javed gave ChaCha a rough push, claiming the seat beside her. As he sat down, his right elbow brushed against Ganga’s left shoulder and nearly touched her breast. Ganga reacted instantly, pulling away in disgust, her face clearly showing her anger and discomfort.
Javed: ( in the video, raising his hand with a sly smile) "I’m sorry, madam."
His voice was apologetic, but his expression was anything but sincere. Ganga turned her face away from him in anger, her jaw clenched, while Javed and ChaCha exchanged mischievous grins. They were clearly amused by the situation.
Watching the footage, Srinu felt a wave of emotions wash over him. Seeing Ganga’s angry face in the video brought a small sense of relief. "This is the Ganga I know," he thought. "She wouldn’t tolerate any kind of mischievous behavior from strangers." It reassured him to see her initial reaction to Javed’s inappropriate behavior.
But something else nagged at him—something he couldn’t quite shake off. Ganga’s reaction, although strong, was followed by a strange tension. She exchanged looks with Javed and ChaCha multiple times—far more than Srinu would have expected for a first interaction. Especially with Javed. The way her eyes lingered on him, the repeated glances—it left Srinu feeling uneasy.
Meanwhile, the movie had begun, and the atmosphere in the theater started to settle—at least for most of the audience. However, Javed and ChaCha, seated beside Ganga, continued their cheap behavior, unable to keep quiet even during the opening scenes. Their conversation was full of crude remarks and lewd comments, especially whenever a female character appeared on screen.
ChaCha: ( watching the hero's entry scene, grinning) "Deko Javed, tera hero agaya [Look, Javed, your hero has arrived]!"
Javed: ( snickering, in response) "Haan... ab dekh na, tera heroine ko utha ke le ayegha [Yeah… now watch, he’s going to pick up your heroine]."
ChaCha: ( laughing, adding a sexist twist) "Heroine ka toh pata nahi, magar uski dress toh zarur uthayeh ga [Maybe not the heroine, but he’ll definitely lift her dress]."
They both burst into laughter at ChaCha’s vulgar comment, their voices loud enough to annoy the people sitting nearby. Javed and ChaCha reveled in their crude jokes, feeding off each other's energy. But their behavior didn’t stop there—after every tasteless joke, either Javed or ChaCha would steal a glance at Ganga, hoping that one of their remarks would impress or amuse her.
But every time Ganga noticed one of them looking at her, her expression only grew more irritated, her disgust obvious. She had no patience for their behavior, and her eyes conveyed that clearly. Yet, despite her obvious disapproval, Javed and ChaCha kept at it, deluding themselves into thinking they could win her over with their lewd humor.
Srinu: ( watching the video, clenching his fists in anger) "These fools think they can impress her with their nonsense?"
As Srinu watched, he could feel the tension mounting inside him. Ganga’s irritated looks were reassuring, but the fact that these men continued to make jokes and steal glances at his wife made his blood boil.
As the movie progressed, it was time for the heroine’s entry on the screen. As soon as the heroine appeared, ChaCha shouted loudly, drawing attention from several people around him.
ChaCha: ( loudly, with excitement) "Javed, dekha? Mera heroine kya maal hai! [look at my heroine, what a piece of beauty]"
Both Javed and Ganga turned their heads toward ChaCha at his loud outburst. Ganga quickly turned her head back to the screen, but she could still hear their conversation as they were speaking so loudly. Srinu, watching the video, felt the tension rise as he continued to observe the events unfold.
Javed: ( laughing, speaking loudly) "ChaCha, teri heroine ki maal kuch nahi hai mere heroine ke samne [Your heroine is nothing compared to my heroine]."
ChaCha, always eager to escalate the conversation, followed up with a mocking question.
ChaCha: ( with a sly smile) "Accha? Teri heroine itni acchi maal hai kya [Oh really? Your heroine is that much better]?"
Javed, seizing the opportunity, turned his head toward Ganga and responded with a mischievous grin.
Javed: ( smirking, with his eyes locked on Ganga) "Haan, meri heroine toh mast maal hai. [Yes, my heroine is truly beautiful]"
Ganga, overhearing the conversation, immediately realized that Javed was referring to her as "his heroine." She turned to give him a sharp, angry look, clearly offended by his comment. ChaCha, now fully aware of what Javed was up to, decided to play along.
ChaCha: ( egging him on, with a wicked grin) "Achha, agar itni mast maal [Oh really? If she’s that amazing] hai, toh phir batao wo kaise dikhti hai [then tell me, how does she look]?"
Javed, without missing a beat, continued to stare at Ganga as he began describing her features in front of everyone.
Javed: ( with a mischievous gleam in his eyes, still looking at Ganga) "Uski aankhen samandar jitni badi... jis mein koi bhi dub jaye [Her eyes are as big as the ocean, where anyone can drown]."
"Uske naak pe gussa kitni pyari lagti hai [Her cute little nose looks so pretty when she’s angry]."
"Uske rasile hothon ko dekh ke chusne ka maan karta hai [Her juicy lips make you want to suck on them]... aur uske shahed se meetha tuk peene ka maan karta hai [and her sweet mouth makes you want to taste the honey from her]."
Throughout his sleazy description, ChaCha kept encouraging him.
ChaCha: ( grinning, with each comment) "Wah, wah!"
Srinu could see in the video that Ganga was growing visibly angry as she listened to Javed describing her face in such a lewd manner. Her expression was one of clear discomfort and frustration. However, something else caught Srinu’s attention—Ganga briefly lowered her head, almost in shyness, while Javed described her features. It was a subtle moment, but Srinu couldn’t shake the unease it gave him.
Then, as Javed bent his head down, clearly moving his gaze below her neck, Srinu watched in disgust as Javed’s eyes landed on Ganga’s cleavage, which was slightly visible from her saree. Her cleavage looked beautiful and delicate, but the way Javed stared at her with a lustful gaze made Srinu’s blood boil.
Javed: ( licking his lips while staring at her cleavage)
Ganga noticed where Javed was looking and immediately understood his intentions. Her eyes followed his gaze, and without hesitation, she pulled her pallu over her chest, covering her cleavage.
After that, she turned her head away, pretending not to care about their conversation, though her discomfort was clear.
Srinu, watching the footage, was torn between anger and confusion. On one hand, Ganga had clearly been offended and had tried to shield herself from Javed’s unwanted attention. But on the other hand, the moment she had lowered her head, seemingly in shyness, continued to linger in his mind. He didn’t know what to make of it, and the conflicting emotions made it harder for him to think straight.
Javed and ChaCha shared a knowing look, their sly smiles indicating that they were on the same page. With a quick low five, ChaCha’s eyes flicked toward Ganga, making it clear what was on his mind. Javed understood immediately. ChaCha was pointing to Ganga’s hand, resting on the armrest between her seat and Javed’s.
Javed seized the opportunity. He shifted closer to Ganga and placed his right hand beside hers on the armrest. His fingers brushed against her soft skin for the first time. The sensation sent a thrill through him, but it was short-lived. Ganga, clearly uncomfortable, pulled her hand back slightly—just enough to stop the direct contact but still keeping her elbow on the armrest. Javed wasn’t deterred. He moved his hand again, this time deliberately brushing against her elbow, and even dared to rub it lightly.
Ganga immediately reacted, removing her elbow completely and shooting Javed an angry glare. She mumbled something under her breath, scolding him.
But Javed simply smiled, disappointed that she had moved her hand away completely.
Javed looked over to ChaCha, silently asking for his help. ChaCha caught the look and nodded, acknowledging that Javed needed some encouragement.
ChaCha: ( with a mocking tone, loud enough for Ganga to hear) "Teri heroine ko toh bahut gussa aata hai [Your heroine sure gets angry easily]."
Javed: ( smirking smugly) "Haan, gussa toh bohot hai... wo kahavat hai naa, bhonknay wale kutte katte nahi [Yeah, she's angry, but you know the saying, barking dogs don’t bite]. Yeh bhi waise hi hai... gussa kar sakti hai, aur kya karegi ?"
As Srinu watched the video.. he knew Ganga's personality well. She is not one to back down from a fight, especially when it concerns her dignity and pride. Srinu already expected what might have happened in the video.
As Srinu expected, Hearing this Ganga’s anger flared. With a defiant look, she slammed her hand back onto the armrest, forcefully pushing Javed’s hand away as if to reclaim her space. She was making a statement—she wasn’t backing down from this fight, not when her honor was at stake. Javed and ChaCha exchanged satisfied glances, their plan seemingly working as they knew exactly how to play with her ego.
Javed, emboldened by her reaction, pressed his hand harder against hers, rubbing it more insistently. Srinu, watching the video, could see the disgust on Ganga’s face as Javed continued rubbing his hand against hers. Despite the revulsion written all over her face, Ganga didn’t move her hand away. Her pride was on the line, and she wasn’t going to let these men intimidate her.
Javed, noticing her reluctance to pull back, grew bolder. He shifted his shoulder closer to hers, subtly rubbing it against her shoulder. Srinu could see Javed closing his eyes, clearly enjoying the sensation of Ganga’s soft skin against his. Ganga, feeling the pressure increasing, stole a few quick glances at Javed and saw that he was fully engrossed in the act. She also noticed out of the corner of her eye that ChaCha was rubbing his penis under his lungi while watching Javed’s bold advances.
As Javed rubbed harder, Ganga’s hand slipped off the armrest entirely, and she leaned slightly toward him. In that moment, Javed’s elbow brushed against her waist, and her left breast made contact with his forearm. The accidental touch startled Ganga, and for a moment, their eyes met. The tension between them was palpable. But just as quickly, a loud gunshot sound from the movie snapped them both back to reality. Ganga immediately looked away, straightening herself and regaining her posture.
Srinu watched in the video with disbelief as Ganga, despite everything, still didn’t remove her hand from the armrest. Javed, after a brief pause, resumed rubbing his hand and shoulder against her once more. As Srinu continued to watch the video, he couldn’t help but feel conflicted. "Is she still keeping her hand there out of defiance?" he wondered. "Or is she starting to enjoy it?" He could see the anger in her face had now morphed into something else—anxiety, perhaps confusion.
Ganga’s eyes fluttered closed as Javed’s persistent rubbing continued. Srinu could see that she was trying hard to suppress whatever emotions were stirring inside her. Javed, noticing her lack of resistance, saw an opportunity to take things further. His hand slowly moved from the armrest toward her left breast, clearly intending to touch it.
But before he could act, loud laughter erupted in the theater, causing Ganga to snap her eyes open. She quickly realized what Javed was about to do and, in a panic, turned to her side.
At the same moment, Srinu could see himself in the video turning his head towards ganga, oblivious to the tension, laughing at the joke on the screen.
Srinu noticed while watching the video, Ganga, Javed, and ChaCha all froze, suddenly becoming alert. Javed swiftly pulled his hand back just in time, before Srinu could notice. ChaCha, who had been rubbing himself under his lungi, stopped immediately. Ganga, in a quick move, shifted away from Javed, breaking contact with his shoulder. She grabbed Srinu’s left hand with both of hers and placed her head on his left shoulder, joining in his laughter with a forced, fake smile.
Javed, now visibly disappointed that he missed an opportunity to touch her boob as she moved away from him, muttered under his breath as he leaned toward ChaCha.
Javed: ( frustrated, in a low voice) "Behenchod... uske pati ne poora game karab kar diya [That bastard husband ruined the whole game]."
Srinu, watching the video, felt an unsettling tension rise as he heard ChaCha and Javed exchange sly remarks after Ganga moved closer to Srinu.
ChaCha: ( whispering with a smirk) "Haan yaar... ab wo uske pati se chepak ke baithi hai [Yeah, now she's stuck to her husband]."
Javed: ( grinning smugly) "Haan... hume ab hamara talent dikhana padenga [Yeah, now we need to show her our talent]."
ChaCha: ( nodding confidently) "Haan, sahi mauka anedo... dekha dengey [Yes, let the right moment come... we'll show her]."
Srinu, watching the video, wondered what kind of "talent" they were talking about. He didn’t have to wait long to find out.
As soon as an item song started in the movie, both Javed and ChaCha jumped out of their seats and began dancing in the aisle. The song was an upbeat number with the actress on the screen wearing a tight, revealing costume that left little to the imagination, her breasts and thighs clearly exposed. Javed and ChaCha took this as their cue to perform obscene, dirty dance moves, mimicking sexual gestures toward the actress. They waved their hands and made lewd motions toward her exposed body, all while laughing loudly.
The people around them, including Srinu in the video, were clearly disgusted. Some even told them to sit down, but Javed and ChaCha were unfazed. Instead of stopping, they doubled down, their moves becoming even more vulgar.
Srinu shifted his attention from Javed and ChaCha's antics in the video to Ganga, expecting her to be just as disgusted as everyone else. But to his complete shock, Ganga was the only one who found the whole scene funny. Srinu could see her in the video, hiding her laughter behind the edge of her saree’s pallu. She was giggling, trying to conceal it, but it was clear that she was entertained by the absurdity of Javed and ChaCha’s dancing.
Srinu: ( thinking in disbelief) "How could she be laughing at such dirty dance moves? What is going on?"
As Ganga’s laughter became more apparent, Javed and ChaCha noticed her reaction, and their dance moves became even more exaggerated and crude. Srinu was completely baffled by her reaction. "How could she laugh at this?" he thought to himself, trying to understand why she found their disgusting behavior amusing.
Once the song ended, both Javed and ChaCha returned to their seats. Ganga immediately stopped laughing, pretending that she hadn’t been paying attention to their antics at all. But Srinu had seen it—she was entertained, despite how inappropriate it all was.
ChaCha: ( still catching his breath, grinning) "Dekha Javed, meh kaise dance kiya... mera dance dekh ke teri heroine has rahi thi [Did you see how I danced, Javed? Your heroine was laughing at my moves]!"
Javed: ( smirking, his eyes on Ganga) "Wo tumhari dance dekh ke nahi... tumhari lungi dekh ke has rahi thi . Dekh apni lungi... pisal gayi, lungi ko upar karo ChaCha [Look at your lungi... it's slipping, pull it up]."
Javed reached over, trying to help ChaCha fix his lungi, and the two started struggling with it, pulling it up awkwardly. Ganga, who had been trying to contain her laughter, finally couldn’t hold back anymore. She burst out laughing again, this time louder, as she watched the two men wrestle with the lungi.
ChaCha: ( grinning at Javed, nudging him) "Javed, dekh! Teri heroine has rahi hai hume dekh ke [Look, Javed! Your heroine is laughing at us]!"
Javed looked at Ganga, a devious smile on his face, and muttered under his breath.
Javed: ( smiling slyly) "Hasee toh phasee ."
Hearing Javed’s remark, Ganga’s laughter stopped abruptly. She quickly turned her head away, but Srinu, watching the video, noticed that a faint smile still lingered at the corner of her mouth. It was as if she was trying to hide it, but couldn’t completely mask her amusement.
Srinu, now deeply disturbed by what he was seeing, thought to himself, "These third-class bastards... they finally made her laugh." The realization made him uncomfortable, unsure of how to process what he had just witnessed.
The laughing and dancing had caused Ganga to move away from Srinu’s shoulder, and she was now sitting upright in her seat. Javed, seeing the opportunity, leaned into Ganga’s chair and deliberately brushed his shoulder against hers again, repeating the same subtle rubbing from earlier.
Srinu, watching this unfold in the video, hoped Ganga would pull away in disgust or show some form of resistance. But what he saw next shook him to the core. Ganga didn’t immediately move away. Instead, she turned her head slightly, glancing at Javed as he rubbed his shoulder against hers. Then, to Srinu’s shock, she glanced to her right, toward Srinu himself, sitting beside her in the video.
At first, Srinu thought Ganga was looking at him, silently asking for help as Javed pressed against her. "Is she looking to me for protection?" he wondered. But then, it hit him—her glance wasn’t a plea for help. She wasn’t looking at him for reassurance. She was checking to see if he was watching.
Srinu: ( horrified, his heart sinking) "She’s not looking for help... she’s making sure I’m not watching!"
In that moment, everything changed. Srinu realized that Ganga wasn’t just passively enduring Javed’s advances—she was aware of them, and worse, she was actively checking to see if she could get away with it while he was distracted.
Srinu could not help but notice how her moods were changing from the start, at first when she saw them she was afraid of them and felt disgusted. Then she became anxious when javed started touching her. Now she was being careful about getting caught by him.
Srinu watched the video with his eyes wide open, his heart pounding in disbelief as the footage played out before him. Every second felt like an eternity. The situation escalated as a kissing scene began on the movie screen. The hero and heroine on screen were passionately locked in a kiss, their intensity only fueling Javed’s behavior. Srinu watched helplessly as Javed’s movements became more aggressive—his shoulder rubbing against Ganga’s with even more force.
Ganga’s discomfort was evident. Her face twisted into an expression of pain, and she turned to look at Javed, her eyes meeting his in a moment of intense, uncomfortable silence. Their gaze locked for what felt like an eternity. Srinu could see the unease in her eyes, but he could also see Javed’s growing audacity.
Then, without warning, Javed leaned in closer, his face moving toward Ganga’s, clearly intending to kiss her. Srinu’s heart stopped as he watched in horror. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. "Is he really going to kiss her?" Srinu’s mind screamed. His hands trembled as he watched Javed’s head tilt, closing the distance between them.
But just when it seemed inevitable, Ganga, in a sudden reflex, pulled away from Javed. She narrowly avoided his lips, missing the kiss by just a few centimeters. Srinu, in shock, immediately rewound the video, his eyes scanning every frame. "Did they kiss?" he asked himself, watching it over and over. But to his relief, Ganga had moved away in time, her face just barely out of Javed’s reach.
Srinu exhaled, his tension momentarily relieved. But as he continued to watch, he saw that when Ganga moved to avoid the kiss, she had bumped into him—his past self—sitting to her right. In the video, Srinu saw himself turn toward Ganga, his face showing concern. Javed and ChaCha, sensing that Srinu had noticed the movement, quickly went back to their original positions, pretending to watch the movie as if nothing had happened.
Watching this scene unfold made Srinu remember the moment when Ganga had leaned toward him that day and softly said, "Srinu, can we switch seats? I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable sitting here." At the time, it had seemed like a reasonable request, and without much thought, Srinu had agreed. He could now see in the video as they switched seats.
As Srinu took the seat next to Javed in the video, he noticed the subtle shift in Javed and ChaCha’s behavior. They grew quiet, and their mischievous grins faded. He saw Javed turn to ChaCha and mutter in disappointment.
Javed: ( with a frustrated tone) "ChaCha, video band kar... uska pati dekh lega [ChaCha, stop the video... her husband might see]."
Srinu then watched as ChaCha abruptly stopped recording, and the screen went black. The video had ended, leaving Srinu alone in his office, staring at the blank screen in disbelief.
For a few moments, he just sat there, frozen in his chair, trying to piece together everything he had just witnessed. "How could I have been so ignorant?" he thought, berating himself for not realizing what had been happening right beside him that day. He had known something was off, but watching the video had shown him just how much he had missed.
His mind raced, replaying Ganga’s request to switch seats. "Was she really uncomfortable like she said? Or did she have no choice but to switch because she accidentally bumped into me, and I noticed them misbehaving?" The question gnawed at him. Had Ganga switched seats out of genuine discomfort, or had she done it to avoid being caught?
ChaCha: ( grinning, his voice filled with pride) "Aaj humai pagar maili hai, aaj hum balcony maih bitaingaiy [We got paid today, so we’ll be sitting in the balcony today]!"
Javed, his excitement building, began shouting his favorite hero’s name repeatedly, his voice loud and obnoxious. ChaCha joined in, making strange, attention-grabbing noises with his mouth. Their behavior was over the top and embarrassing, drawing disgusted stares from the people around them.
Srinu: ( thinking to himself, with growing disdain) "Chapari [low-class] can buy a balcony ticket, but their behavior will always be the same as third-class chapari [low-class] people."
Srinu clicked on the next video, his heart pounding as the footage continued to unfold. The video showed Javed and ChaCha entering the theater room, making their way up the stairs to the balcony section, searching for their seats. The camera captured them moving through the rows, the shaky footage filled with their laughter and excited chatter. They were searching for the G row—the same row where Srinu and Ganga were already seated.
As they reached the row, ChaCha turned the camera toward the people sitting in it, panning across the faces. Srinu’s breath hitched when he saw himself and Ganga on the screen. There they were—seated, unaware of the danger that was approaching them. Javed and ChaCha, still shouting and making strange noises, had gained the attention of the entire row, including Srinu and Ganga.
In the video, Srinu saw himself turn his head briefly toward the noise, showing little interest in Javed and ChaCha’s antics, then looking back at the screen. But what caught his attention more was Ganga. She didn’t look away. She kept watching Javed and ChaCha as they approached, her eyes growing wide with fear as they got closer and closer.
Javed and ChaCha finally stopped beside Ganga’s seat, checking the seat numbers on their tickets. Srinu could see the disbelief on their faces as they realized they would be sitting next to this beautiful woman. Their mouths hung open for a moment, and then they exchanged looks—wide-eyed and filled with a mix of shock and devious excitement.
Ganga’s eyes were still fixed on them, her expression filled with dread. Meanwhile, Srinu watched himself in the video, still uninterested and looking ahead at the screen, completely oblivious to the tension building beside him.
For a brief moment, Javed and ChaCha stood there, arguing over who would sit next to Ganga. Their voices were loud, and their body language was aggressive. Finally, Javed gave ChaCha a rough push, claiming the seat beside her. As he sat down, his right elbow brushed against Ganga’s left shoulder and nearly touched her breast. Ganga reacted instantly, pulling away in disgust, her face clearly showing her anger and discomfort.
Javed: ( in the video, raising his hand with a sly smile) "I’m sorry, madam."
His voice was apologetic, but his expression was anything but sincere. Ganga turned her face away from him in anger, her jaw clenched, while Javed and ChaCha exchanged mischievous grins. They were clearly amused by the situation.
Watching the footage, Srinu felt a wave of emotions wash over him. Seeing Ganga’s angry face in the video brought a small sense of relief. "This is the Ganga I know," he thought. "She wouldn’t tolerate any kind of mischievous behavior from strangers." It reassured him to see her initial reaction to Javed’s inappropriate behavior.
But something else nagged at him—something he couldn’t quite shake off. Ganga’s reaction, although strong, was followed by a strange tension. She exchanged looks with Javed and ChaCha multiple times—far more than Srinu would have expected for a first interaction. Especially with Javed. The way her eyes lingered on him, the repeated glances—it left Srinu feeling uneasy.
Meanwhile, the movie had begun, and the atmosphere in the theater started to settle—at least for most of the audience. However, Javed and ChaCha, seated beside Ganga, continued their cheap behavior, unable to keep quiet even during the opening scenes. Their conversation was full of crude remarks and lewd comments, especially whenever a female character appeared on screen.
ChaCha: ( watching the hero's entry scene, grinning) "Deko Javed, tera hero agaya [Look, Javed, your hero has arrived]!"
Javed: ( snickering, in response) "Haan... ab dekh na, tera heroine ko utha ke le ayegha [Yeah… now watch, he’s going to pick up your heroine]."
ChaCha: ( laughing, adding a sexist twist) "Heroine ka toh pata nahi, magar uski dress toh zarur uthayeh ga [Maybe not the heroine, but he’ll definitely lift her dress]."
They both burst into laughter at ChaCha’s vulgar comment, their voices loud enough to annoy the people sitting nearby. Javed and ChaCha reveled in their crude jokes, feeding off each other's energy. But their behavior didn’t stop there—after every tasteless joke, either Javed or ChaCha would steal a glance at Ganga, hoping that one of their remarks would impress or amuse her.
But every time Ganga noticed one of them looking at her, her expression only grew more irritated, her disgust obvious. She had no patience for their behavior, and her eyes conveyed that clearly. Yet, despite her obvious disapproval, Javed and ChaCha kept at it, deluding themselves into thinking they could win her over with their lewd humor.
Srinu: ( watching the video, clenching his fists in anger) "These fools think they can impress her with their nonsense?"
As Srinu watched, he could feel the tension mounting inside him. Ganga’s irritated looks were reassuring, but the fact that these men continued to make jokes and steal glances at his wife made his blood boil.
As the movie progressed, it was time for the heroine’s entry on the screen. As soon as the heroine appeared, ChaCha shouted loudly, drawing attention from several people around him.
ChaCha: ( loudly, with excitement) "Javed, dekha? Mera heroine kya maal hai! [look at my heroine, what a piece of beauty]"
Both Javed and Ganga turned their heads toward ChaCha at his loud outburst. Ganga quickly turned her head back to the screen, but she could still hear their conversation as they were speaking so loudly. Srinu, watching the video, felt the tension rise as he continued to observe the events unfold.
Javed: ( laughing, speaking loudly) "ChaCha, teri heroine ki maal kuch nahi hai mere heroine ke samne [Your heroine is nothing compared to my heroine]."
ChaCha, always eager to escalate the conversation, followed up with a mocking question.
ChaCha: ( with a sly smile) "Accha? Teri heroine itni acchi maal hai kya [Oh really? Your heroine is that much better]?"
Javed, seizing the opportunity, turned his head toward Ganga and responded with a mischievous grin.
Javed: ( smirking, with his eyes locked on Ganga) "Haan, meri heroine toh mast maal hai. [Yes, my heroine is truly beautiful]"
Ganga, overhearing the conversation, immediately realized that Javed was referring to her as "his heroine." She turned to give him a sharp, angry look, clearly offended by his comment. ChaCha, now fully aware of what Javed was up to, decided to play along.
ChaCha: ( egging him on, with a wicked grin) "Achha, agar itni mast maal [Oh really? If she’s that amazing] hai, toh phir batao wo kaise dikhti hai [then tell me, how does she look]?"
Javed, without missing a beat, continued to stare at Ganga as he began describing her features in front of everyone.
Javed: ( with a mischievous gleam in his eyes, still looking at Ganga) "Uski aankhen samandar jitni badi... jis mein koi bhi dub jaye [Her eyes are as big as the ocean, where anyone can drown]."
"Uske naak pe gussa kitni pyari lagti hai [Her cute little nose looks so pretty when she’s angry]."
"Uske rasile hothon ko dekh ke chusne ka maan karta hai [Her juicy lips make you want to suck on them]... aur uske shahed se meetha tuk peene ka maan karta hai [and her sweet mouth makes you want to taste the honey from her]."
Throughout his sleazy description, ChaCha kept encouraging him.
ChaCha: ( grinning, with each comment) "Wah, wah!"
Srinu could see in the video that Ganga was growing visibly angry as she listened to Javed describing her face in such a lewd manner. Her expression was one of clear discomfort and frustration. However, something else caught Srinu’s attention—Ganga briefly lowered her head, almost in shyness, while Javed described her features. It was a subtle moment, but Srinu couldn’t shake the unease it gave him.
Then, as Javed bent his head down, clearly moving his gaze below her neck, Srinu watched in disgust as Javed’s eyes landed on Ganga’s cleavage, which was slightly visible from her saree. Her cleavage looked beautiful and delicate, but the way Javed stared at her with a lustful gaze made Srinu’s blood boil.
Javed: ( licking his lips while staring at her cleavage)
Ganga noticed where Javed was looking and immediately understood his intentions. Her eyes followed his gaze, and without hesitation, she pulled her pallu over her chest, covering her cleavage.
After that, she turned her head away, pretending not to care about their conversation, though her discomfort was clear.
Srinu, watching the footage, was torn between anger and confusion. On one hand, Ganga had clearly been offended and had tried to shield herself from Javed’s unwanted attention. But on the other hand, the moment she had lowered her head, seemingly in shyness, continued to linger in his mind. He didn’t know what to make of it, and the conflicting emotions made it harder for him to think straight.
Javed and ChaCha shared a knowing look, their sly smiles indicating that they were on the same page. With a quick low five, ChaCha’s eyes flicked toward Ganga, making it clear what was on his mind. Javed understood immediately. ChaCha was pointing to Ganga’s hand, resting on the armrest between her seat and Javed’s.
Javed seized the opportunity. He shifted closer to Ganga and placed his right hand beside hers on the armrest. His fingers brushed against her soft skin for the first time. The sensation sent a thrill through him, but it was short-lived. Ganga, clearly uncomfortable, pulled her hand back slightly—just enough to stop the direct contact but still keeping her elbow on the armrest. Javed wasn’t deterred. He moved his hand again, this time deliberately brushing against her elbow, and even dared to rub it lightly.
Ganga immediately reacted, removing her elbow completely and shooting Javed an angry glare. She mumbled something under her breath, scolding him.
But Javed simply smiled, disappointed that she had moved her hand away completely.
Javed looked over to ChaCha, silently asking for his help. ChaCha caught the look and nodded, acknowledging that Javed needed some encouragement.
ChaCha: ( with a mocking tone, loud enough for Ganga to hear) "Teri heroine ko toh bahut gussa aata hai [Your heroine sure gets angry easily]."
Javed: ( smirking smugly) "Haan, gussa toh bohot hai... wo kahavat hai naa, bhonknay wale kutte katte nahi [Yeah, she's angry, but you know the saying, barking dogs don’t bite]. Yeh bhi waise hi hai... gussa kar sakti hai, aur kya karegi ?"
As Srinu watched the video.. he knew Ganga's personality well. She is not one to back down from a fight, especially when it concerns her dignity and pride. Srinu already expected what might have happened in the video.
As Srinu expected, Hearing this Ganga’s anger flared. With a defiant look, she slammed her hand back onto the armrest, forcefully pushing Javed’s hand away as if to reclaim her space. She was making a statement—she wasn’t backing down from this fight, not when her honor was at stake. Javed and ChaCha exchanged satisfied glances, their plan seemingly working as they knew exactly how to play with her ego.
Javed, emboldened by her reaction, pressed his hand harder against hers, rubbing it more insistently. Srinu, watching the video, could see the disgust on Ganga’s face as Javed continued rubbing his hand against hers. Despite the revulsion written all over her face, Ganga didn’t move her hand away. Her pride was on the line, and she wasn’t going to let these men intimidate her.
Javed, noticing her reluctance to pull back, grew bolder. He shifted his shoulder closer to hers, subtly rubbing it against her shoulder. Srinu could see Javed closing his eyes, clearly enjoying the sensation of Ganga’s soft skin against his. Ganga, feeling the pressure increasing, stole a few quick glances at Javed and saw that he was fully engrossed in the act. She also noticed out of the corner of her eye that ChaCha was rubbing his penis under his lungi while watching Javed’s bold advances.
As Javed rubbed harder, Ganga’s hand slipped off the armrest entirely, and she leaned slightly toward him. In that moment, Javed’s elbow brushed against her waist, and her left breast made contact with his forearm. The accidental touch startled Ganga, and for a moment, their eyes met. The tension between them was palpable. But just as quickly, a loud gunshot sound from the movie snapped them both back to reality. Ganga immediately looked away, straightening herself and regaining her posture.
Srinu watched in the video with disbelief as Ganga, despite everything, still didn’t remove her hand from the armrest. Javed, after a brief pause, resumed rubbing his hand and shoulder against her once more. As Srinu continued to watch the video, he couldn’t help but feel conflicted. "Is she still keeping her hand there out of defiance?" he wondered. "Or is she starting to enjoy it?" He could see the anger in her face had now morphed into something else—anxiety, perhaps confusion.
Ganga’s eyes fluttered closed as Javed’s persistent rubbing continued. Srinu could see that she was trying hard to suppress whatever emotions were stirring inside her. Javed, noticing her lack of resistance, saw an opportunity to take things further. His hand slowly moved from the armrest toward her left breast, clearly intending to touch it.
But before he could act, loud laughter erupted in the theater, causing Ganga to snap her eyes open. She quickly realized what Javed was about to do and, in a panic, turned to her side.
At the same moment, Srinu could see himself in the video turning his head towards ganga, oblivious to the tension, laughing at the joke on the screen.
Srinu noticed while watching the video, Ganga, Javed, and ChaCha all froze, suddenly becoming alert. Javed swiftly pulled his hand back just in time, before Srinu could notice. ChaCha, who had been rubbing himself under his lungi, stopped immediately. Ganga, in a quick move, shifted away from Javed, breaking contact with his shoulder. She grabbed Srinu’s left hand with both of hers and placed her head on his left shoulder, joining in his laughter with a forced, fake smile.
Javed, now visibly disappointed that he missed an opportunity to touch her boob as she moved away from him, muttered under his breath as he leaned toward ChaCha.
Javed: ( frustrated, in a low voice) "Behenchod... uske pati ne poora game karab kar diya [That bastard husband ruined the whole game]."
Srinu, watching the video, felt an unsettling tension rise as he heard ChaCha and Javed exchange sly remarks after Ganga moved closer to Srinu.
ChaCha: ( whispering with a smirk) "Haan yaar... ab wo uske pati se chepak ke baithi hai [Yeah, now she's stuck to her husband]."
Javed: ( grinning smugly) "Haan... hume ab hamara talent dikhana padenga [Yeah, now we need to show her our talent]."
ChaCha: ( nodding confidently) "Haan, sahi mauka anedo... dekha dengey [Yes, let the right moment come... we'll show her]."
Srinu, watching the video, wondered what kind of "talent" they were talking about. He didn’t have to wait long to find out.
As soon as an item song started in the movie, both Javed and ChaCha jumped out of their seats and began dancing in the aisle. The song was an upbeat number with the actress on the screen wearing a tight, revealing costume that left little to the imagination, her breasts and thighs clearly exposed. Javed and ChaCha took this as their cue to perform obscene, dirty dance moves, mimicking sexual gestures toward the actress. They waved their hands and made lewd motions toward her exposed body, all while laughing loudly.
The people around them, including Srinu in the video, were clearly disgusted. Some even told them to sit down, but Javed and ChaCha were unfazed. Instead of stopping, they doubled down, their moves becoming even more vulgar.
Srinu shifted his attention from Javed and ChaCha's antics in the video to Ganga, expecting her to be just as disgusted as everyone else. But to his complete shock, Ganga was the only one who found the whole scene funny. Srinu could see her in the video, hiding her laughter behind the edge of her saree’s pallu. She was giggling, trying to conceal it, but it was clear that she was entertained by the absurdity of Javed and ChaCha’s dancing.
Srinu: ( thinking in disbelief) "How could she be laughing at such dirty dance moves? What is going on?"
As Ganga’s laughter became more apparent, Javed and ChaCha noticed her reaction, and their dance moves became even more exaggerated and crude. Srinu was completely baffled by her reaction. "How could she laugh at this?" he thought to himself, trying to understand why she found their disgusting behavior amusing.
Once the song ended, both Javed and ChaCha returned to their seats. Ganga immediately stopped laughing, pretending that she hadn’t been paying attention to their antics at all. But Srinu had seen it—she was entertained, despite how inappropriate it all was.
ChaCha: ( still catching his breath, grinning) "Dekha Javed, meh kaise dance kiya... mera dance dekh ke teri heroine has rahi thi [Did you see how I danced, Javed? Your heroine was laughing at my moves]!"
Javed: ( smirking, his eyes on Ganga) "Wo tumhari dance dekh ke nahi... tumhari lungi dekh ke has rahi thi . Dekh apni lungi... pisal gayi, lungi ko upar karo ChaCha [Look at your lungi... it's slipping, pull it up]."
Javed reached over, trying to help ChaCha fix his lungi, and the two started struggling with it, pulling it up awkwardly. Ganga, who had been trying to contain her laughter, finally couldn’t hold back anymore. She burst out laughing again, this time louder, as she watched the two men wrestle with the lungi.
ChaCha: ( grinning at Javed, nudging him) "Javed, dekh! Teri heroine has rahi hai hume dekh ke [Look, Javed! Your heroine is laughing at us]!"
Javed looked at Ganga, a devious smile on his face, and muttered under his breath.
Javed: ( smiling slyly) "Hasee toh phasee ."
Hearing Javed’s remark, Ganga’s laughter stopped abruptly. She quickly turned her head away, but Srinu, watching the video, noticed that a faint smile still lingered at the corner of her mouth. It was as if she was trying to hide it, but couldn’t completely mask her amusement.
Srinu, now deeply disturbed by what he was seeing, thought to himself, "These third-class bastards... they finally made her laugh." The realization made him uncomfortable, unsure of how to process what he had just witnessed.
The laughing and dancing had caused Ganga to move away from Srinu’s shoulder, and she was now sitting upright in her seat. Javed, seeing the opportunity, leaned into Ganga’s chair and deliberately brushed his shoulder against hers again, repeating the same subtle rubbing from earlier.
Srinu, watching this unfold in the video, hoped Ganga would pull away in disgust or show some form of resistance. But what he saw next shook him to the core. Ganga didn’t immediately move away. Instead, she turned her head slightly, glancing at Javed as he rubbed his shoulder against hers. Then, to Srinu’s shock, she glanced to her right, toward Srinu himself, sitting beside her in the video.
At first, Srinu thought Ganga was looking at him, silently asking for help as Javed pressed against her. "Is she looking to me for protection?" he wondered. But then, it hit him—her glance wasn’t a plea for help. She wasn’t looking at him for reassurance. She was checking to see if he was watching.
Srinu: ( horrified, his heart sinking) "She’s not looking for help... she’s making sure I’m not watching!"
In that moment, everything changed. Srinu realized that Ganga wasn’t just passively enduring Javed’s advances—she was aware of them, and worse, she was actively checking to see if she could get away with it while he was distracted.
Srinu could not help but notice how her moods were changing from the start, at first when she saw them she was afraid of them and felt disgusted. Then she became anxious when javed started touching her. Now she was being careful about getting caught by him.
Srinu watched the video with his eyes wide open, his heart pounding in disbelief as the footage played out before him. Every second felt like an eternity. The situation escalated as a kissing scene began on the movie screen. The hero and heroine on screen were passionately locked in a kiss, their intensity only fueling Javed’s behavior. Srinu watched helplessly as Javed’s movements became more aggressive—his shoulder rubbing against Ganga’s with even more force.
Ganga’s discomfort was evident. Her face twisted into an expression of pain, and she turned to look at Javed, her eyes meeting his in a moment of intense, uncomfortable silence. Their gaze locked for what felt like an eternity. Srinu could see the unease in her eyes, but he could also see Javed’s growing audacity.
Then, without warning, Javed leaned in closer, his face moving toward Ganga’s, clearly intending to kiss her. Srinu’s heart stopped as he watched in horror. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. "Is he really going to kiss her?" Srinu’s mind screamed. His hands trembled as he watched Javed’s head tilt, closing the distance between them.
But just when it seemed inevitable, Ganga, in a sudden reflex, pulled away from Javed. She narrowly avoided his lips, missing the kiss by just a few centimeters. Srinu, in shock, immediately rewound the video, his eyes scanning every frame. "Did they kiss?" he asked himself, watching it over and over. But to his relief, Ganga had moved away in time, her face just barely out of Javed’s reach.
Srinu exhaled, his tension momentarily relieved. But as he continued to watch, he saw that when Ganga moved to avoid the kiss, she had bumped into him—his past self—sitting to her right. In the video, Srinu saw himself turn toward Ganga, his face showing concern. Javed and ChaCha, sensing that Srinu had noticed the movement, quickly went back to their original positions, pretending to watch the movie as if nothing had happened.
Watching this scene unfold made Srinu remember the moment when Ganga had leaned toward him that day and softly said, "Srinu, can we switch seats? I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable sitting here." At the time, it had seemed like a reasonable request, and without much thought, Srinu had agreed. He could now see in the video as they switched seats.
As Srinu took the seat next to Javed in the video, he noticed the subtle shift in Javed and ChaCha’s behavior. They grew quiet, and their mischievous grins faded. He saw Javed turn to ChaCha and mutter in disappointment.
Javed: ( with a frustrated tone) "ChaCha, video band kar... uska pati dekh lega [ChaCha, stop the video... her husband might see]."
Srinu then watched as ChaCha abruptly stopped recording, and the screen went black. The video had ended, leaving Srinu alone in his office, staring at the blank screen in disbelief.
For a few moments, he just sat there, frozen in his chair, trying to piece together everything he had just witnessed. "How could I have been so ignorant?" he thought, berating himself for not realizing what had been happening right beside him that day. He had known something was off, but watching the video had shown him just how much he had missed.
His mind raced, replaying Ganga’s request to switch seats. "Was she really uncomfortable like she said? Or did she have no choice but to switch because she accidentally bumped into me, and I noticed them misbehaving?" The question gnawed at him. Had Ganga switched seats out of genuine discomfort, or had she done it to avoid being caught?
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