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ude, get on Facebook Chat," Sam told Aditya on the phone.

Aditya:
Whats up?
Sam:
See this. I am so pumped up now
‘I feel lonely and miserable. Can I come to your place tonight?
Talking to you really calms me down.
Pleaaaase!!!!’
Aditya:
What the heck is this bro?
Sam:
SMS from Charu to Alex
Aditya:
Whoa! How did you get this?
Sam:
I am the King of the world, that’s why:P
Aditya:
Ufff
Sam::
Chill!
My app Jarvis has now been successfully impregnated in her mobile and I can track every move of hers.
Buhahaha :D
She is so fucked.
Aditya:
Holy shit!
Sorry, don’t get it. How have you done this? This is huge man!!
Sam:
Last night I transmitted a Trojan through a photo to her FB app on her mobile phone.
When she opened the photo, the Trojan extracted itself and installed Jarvis in her phone. My app will be invisible to her.
She can’t find any icon or processes.
The Jarvis app in my phone and my laptop is like the mother ship which talks to the app in Charu’s phone.
Aditya:
Bro. Slow down.
What’s a Trojan? Is it like a computer virus?
Sam:
Well, similar in many ways but different in the way it is applied.
See in this case, I sent a ‘dick pic’ as a Trojan to her mobile phone through FB. So when she opened the file, which is very stupid of her to do, but since she is the bitch that she is, opened it and my dear Jarvis impregnated her. :P
Aditya:
So what you could not do, Jarvis did it? ROFL
Sorry, had to say this. Can’t miss. :D
Sam:
Whatever!
Aditya:
And what the heck was the ‘dick pic’? Did you actually take a pic of yours and send it to her? Boss, that’s really too much.
Sam:
Dude, I am not that dumb. She has seen mine in close quarters :P
That would have been a giveaway.
This was some random pic. I wrote something insinuating, along with the photo. I would have loved to see her face when she opened it.
You know, I hate her so much now.
Aditya:
Crazy shit! This is very risky and dangerous dude. What if she goes to police or cyber-crime? Can they track you?
Sam:
No one can track me. It is bullet proof. I have used the anonymous TOR network to send the Trojan. She will not know who had sent it. No one can track it too. It is very secure.
It is like the dark-side of the web, completely invisible to the normal users.
Aditya:
Are you saying that you are smarter than the best of minds that governments can bring on board? You are being naïve and conceited, don’t you think?
Sam:
Let me explain. TOR started out as project of the US Navy to safeguard sensitive communications from public access and inter-governmental scrutiny. This has now grown into a large open but stealth network. So activists can use this to escape from network surveillance that threatens personal freedom and privacy, confidential business activities and relationships and state security.
Aditya:
Aren’t you being such a prick? You are using this network which is meant for activism and nobler purposes to snoop and harass your ex? You should be ashamed man.
Sam:
Look who is talking. You were the one who seeded the idea, remember?
Aditya:
Oh my gawd. Hope they don’t get both of us locked up in Guantanamo Bay.
Talking of Guantanamo Bay, I read this recently. Quite kinky. So there was this 21 year old dude, a devout Arab who had been arrested and detained in Gitmo because he had taken flight lessons in the US before September 11.
A female interrogator handling him pressured him to give details about who sponsored his trip to the US but the man stood his ground. He was apparently stripped naked by then, with only his hands chained to the walls. Her questioning elicited no response and to frustrate her further, he closed his eyes and began to pray.
Now begins the good part.
The female interrogator decided that she needed to turn up the heat. She removed her uniform top to expose a tight fitting T-shirt, touched her breasts, and rubbed them against his back and taunted him on his apparent erection.
Bro, if at all I get locked up, I don’t mind sex tortures like this.
Sam:
Idiot, then what happened?
Aditya:
The fellow looked up and spat on her face and continued to pray. What a doofus?
The lady left the cell to check with another investigator on how to break the prisoner’s reliance with God.
She came inside the cell soon. She placed her hands inside her pants as she walked around him. She mentioned that she was menstruating but would still want him. She took her hand out of her pants and made it visible for him to see that she had blood on her hands.
She then wiped her bloody hands on his face. He yelled at the top of his lungs, spat at her and lunged forward so fiercely that he broke loose from one of the shackles.
The man started crying like a baby. They had stopped running water from the tap in his cell.
Sam:
She left him like that with no access to water to clean himself. He was humiliated.
Sam:
What’s the big deal about blood?
Aditya:
Bro, Islamic law forbids a man to have physical contact with any menstruating women. Silly but a big taboo.
He was able to stand his resolve by constant prayer and that made him withstand all kinds of torture.
When she smeared the blood on his face the man crumbled.
As a devout Muslim man he was made to feel unclean and this forbade him to go before Allah in prayer and gain strength. She made him feel like a sinner. It destroyed him emotionally.
Sam:
Whoa! Cruel!
Come to think about it Charu behaved exactly like this woman. I feel so used and exploited.
I still feel humiliated about that evening, when she left me high and dry at the library.
Aditya:
Horny and wet should I say? ROFL
Sam:
Ass you are!
Really, are all girls like this?
I increasingly find girls like Charu very hypocritical and pseudo. I told you about the play that she was part of nah?
Aditya:
What play?
Sam:
Where she plays Draupadi and meets Julius Caesar? I spoke to you about this. It was totally her; she is literally that character in real life.
Fake intellectual bull crap. And the way she plays the victim card to her advantage is just legendary.
I think she suffers from a serious identity crisis.
So she makes up for her failings by cozying up with various guys. Shameless bitch!
At some level I feel morally upright by snooping upon her whereabouts. She can’t do this being a girl. It is not virtuous.
Aditya:
Hmm…
Sam:
Last evening, I saw her holding hands and resting on the shoulders of that parasite Mani.
She is a termite. She needs be stopped in her tracks before she can hurt other guys.
Aditya:
So what else has she been speaking or texting?
Sam:
Surprisingly she has been very quiet, except for a few selfies taken late in the night. But man she is one hottie. Her lips can make one weak in the knees. Sigh!
Aditya:
You can even track her photos? Any nudes? What else can your Jarvis do?
Hehehe
Sam:
Idiot. No nudes. Actually there are very few photos and no videos.
Well I can actually pretty much see everything that she does using her phone.
Listen to her incoming and outgoing calls, track her SMS, Whatsapp, Skype messages.
Read all her emails, see what she is browsing. I can even restrict what websites she can and can’t see.
Aditya:
That’s really awesome man. You are a genius.
Sam:
I am now trying to hack her mic and camera, both front and back so that I can hear and watch what she is doing even if she is not using the phone.
Aditya:
Sorry? How does that work?
Sam:
Imagine this, Charu is with Alex and both of them are getting comfortable; her mobile phone is somewhere nearby.
I will be able to hear them speak and perhaps even see and record them getting intimate.
Aditya:
And she does not have to make a call or operate anything on the phone?
Sam:
No, she does not have to do anything. I will have complete control over every feature on the phone. If I achieve that, it would be quite something.
Aditya:
Man that would be seriously awesome.