ammi : jab unki malayi muje chakhne nahi milti tab dard hota hai.
jab unke haath meri chuchiyo ko nahi masalte tab dard hota hai.
mein : aur aarzoo ?
ammi : uski fikar na kar, mein sab sambhal lungi.
mein : aur aap ...... aapko koi jalan nahi hoti ?
ammi : hoti hai, par is baat ki ke muje bhi tere jaisa jism mile to kya maza aa jaye.
mein : dhat. aapko sharam bhi nahi aati.
ammi : isme koi sharam ki baat nahi hai.
yeh do jismo ke hawas ki pukar hai,
jaise bhukh lagti hai, pyas lagti hai,
waise hi is jism ki hawas ko bhi bujana hota hai.
mein yeh sab baate sunke kuch nasha sa mehsoos kar rahi thi.
phir ammi mera hath pakad ke main room me le aayi
tab tak aarzoo waha aa chuki thi.
ammi : arey, aarzoo teri school se 2 din ke liye nature camp kab hai ?
aarzoo : ji ammi, kal se. par aaj muje confirm karna hai.
ammi (meri aur dekhke) bole : nature camp ka confirm kar de,
woh kya hai ki nature ka to luft uthana chahiye, hai na ?
mein sharma rahi thi,
ammi ka irada mere jism ka luft abbu uthaye wohi hai,
aur ammi use dekhna chahte hai,
abbu kaise muje chodte hai, kaise meri chuchiyo ko dabate hai,
kaise meri gand ko kholte hai.
mein yeh soch soch ke andar hi jhad gayi.