Attractive! Endearing! Alluring! , as the villagers of Wasseypur would say about the ' lady ' in the red saree. She can be often seen, rowing a boat although she never stopped by the bank.
Nevertheless, her beauty, was a point of discussion amongst all. Villagers were often worried about her disappearance at the daytime.
She was not one from their village; which kept them more tensed.
After almost a week, on a pleasant windy night, the boat stopped. The lady sat on the boat for almost an hour before a villager, Suresh came there.
He greeted the lady with a polite 'namastey' to which the lady smiled a bit, showing her acceptance. As a gentleman he asked her, if she needed any help.
He was mesmerized by the beauty of the lady as he continued talking about her home and family. She told him that the opposite bank of the river had a beautiful tree house in which she lives.
Upon much insistance, Suresh agreed to visit the house. He sat on the boat, as the lady continued to smile. She started rowing the boat towards the bank.
The lady's charm can be seen on Suresh's face, as he kept staring her. Time passed and they were about to reach the river bank.
" I need to take some rest, now ", said the lady as she stopped rowing. Suresh agreed in a humane way. She came closer to him, which made him a little edgy.
As he was about to ask her what was happening, she hypnotized him and soon he felt unconscious. As he lied on the boat floor, the lady gently put some dried flowers on him.
Maybe, it was some kind of ritual. Then she slowly stood up and stepped out of the boat. She vanished into the river as soon as she jumped.
At that very moment, Suresh regained his consciousness. He smiled wickedly as he saw himself as a woman draped in the same red saare.
She looked at the sky while praying to the devil. She smiled again flaunting her red lipstick as she turned her boat in the opposite direction.
When she reached the bank, she saw a handsome man who was sitting there in agony. With a little introduction, this man was known to be Paresh Mishra, a native of the village.
He sat on the boat as she allured him with her beauty. As the breezes turned into storm she started sailing the boat again with a smitten Paresh beside her...