Abhinav: yaar sonu tu bhi to kuch bol naa. Kyun aise silent sa baitha hain. Sonu: nahi kuch nahi woh mai bas sonch raha tha ki ye jo kahani likhte hai log woh to likhte samay yaa likhne ki inspiration sab to woh incest se lete honge. Mera matlab ki Maa bete ki kahani likhi to us writer ne pehle sab imagine to kiya hoga aur likha hoga na. Abhinav: bilkul are bina imagine kiye kaise likh sakta woh bhi itne saare pages aur lines aur kuch ne to bahut si kahaniyan likhi hain. Raj: haa maine jo kahani padhi thi woh kaafi badee thi lagbhag 40 pages ki kahani thi. Sonu: haa par mera matlab hai ke apni hi sagi maa ke saath aisa imagine karna galat nahi kya guilt feeling aatee hogi na. Abhinav: are Sonu tu bhi kaunsi duniya me rehta hai yaar, log aajkal to kya kya imagine karte aur western countries me to yeh sab 60s 70s me hi aisi stories aur videos ban chuke. Sonu: nahi mera matlab ki apni hi mom ko fir us nazar se dekhna yaa sonchna galat hoga na. Abhinav ab do mins tak jaise khamosh raha aur fir bol padha. Abhinav: Tum dono ko ek sach baat bataaun kya main par kisi se kehna mat. Raj: ha haa bataa na yaar nahi kahenge kisise bhi bataa bataa. Abhinav: Main to ek saal se zyaada time se incest stories padhraha..videos dekhraha aur kuch maheene se mujhe mere mom ke bare me bhi khayal aane lage hain. Yeh sunke to Sonu aur Raj dono hi hairan hogaye.