And somewhere in Kochi, a sound designer named Prakash—who had spent sleepless nights mixing the rain scene for Kaathal —received his royalty statement that quarter. It was small. But it was there. A tiny trickle from a thousand honest viewers like Arun.

"The director mortgaged his wife's gold to fund the first schedule. The lead actor took half his salary. The cinematographer shot on weekends for nine months. They didn't make it for the box office—they made it for the soul. And you wanted to watch it for free?"

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"Chechi," his voice was hoarse. "I did something stupid."