The upcoming episode of Saru brings an unsettling turn as college politics take a dark and personal route. Saru arrives at the college seminar hall with calm confidence. She has prepared her presentation sincerely and believes this is an opportunity to speak about values that matter to her. When her turn arrives, she steps forward, adjusts the mic, and begins addressing the audience with quiet dignity.

Saru speaks about identity. She says a person is defined not by expensive clothes or modern fashion, but by their good thoughts, strong morals, and inner character. The students listen with interest, but a few begin to shift restlessly. Anika, seated in the front row, grows visibly irritated. She mocks Saru’s choice of topic and finds her composed confidence even more annoying. According to Anika, anything Saru does must be ruined — and this presentation is no exception.

Anika decides the moment needs drama. She whispers to the peon standing by the wall. He nods nervously and walks toward the pedestal fan placed behind the podium. Saru continues speaking, unaware that danger is inching toward her. The peon gently lifts the end of Saru’s saree pallu and slips it inside the running fan.

Saru feels a sudden tug at her saree but tries to continue speaking normally, hoping it is just caught on the podium. She tries gently pulling the pallu back while still presenting, hoping no one notices. But the fabric only gets pulled in deeper. The fan’s speed increases the tension until the saree jerks violently. Saru clutches the torn edge instinctively, her voice faltering for the first time.

Anika leans back in her seat with a wicked smile. She has been waiting for this exact moment — the moment when Saru’s grace, confidence, and dignity collapse. She watches gleefully, knowing the entire auditorium will witness Saru’s humiliation

The fan tugs harder. A sharp tearing sound echoes faintly across the hall. Saru stares in disbelief as the fabric rips. Her saree is partially torn, and she is forced to grab it tightly to prevent further exposure. Gasps arise from the audience. Confusion spreads. Some students look away uncomfortably, some look stunned — but many look straight at Anika.

A few students exchange looks, realizing this was not an accident. Anika’s smug face, her earlier signals to the peon, and her obvious delight make the truth painfully clear.

Saru stands shaken, fighting tears, trying to hold herself together. The humiliation is sharp, unexpected, and public. But the eyes shifting toward Anika hint at something else — karma might already be turning.