omar : aur mein bas aaram se chalaunga .. bas
mein : koi baat nahi, tere abbu kaafi aaram se chalate the,
mein dekhna chahti hu ki fast me kya maza aata hai.
yeh sab baate chal hi rahi thi tab munira aa gayi.
meine darwaza khola, munira boli : ammi, bhukh badi jor se lagi hai, khane ko kya hai ?
mein : arey yaar, khana kuch banaya nahi hai, mein thodi der so gayi thi to ..
munira : koi baat nahi, mein kuch naasta kar leti hu, abhi kuch khaungi to raat ko kuch nahi kha paaungi.
phir munira apne room me chali gayi, aur meine bola : omar, tu bhi fresh ho ja, naha le.
omar : aap chalo na ?
mein : kaha ? nahane ?
omar : ha, aap bhi naha lo na ?
mein : naha lungi, par woh bhi apne kamre me, tere bathroom me kaise naha sakti hu.
onar : arey, pehle kaise muje nahalati thi aap, ab kyu nahi.
mein : woh is liye ki ab tum bade ho gaye ho is liye.
omar : muje bada nahi hona hai bas. (bachon ki tarh bolte hue ) aap muje pyar nahi karte ab.
mein : mein tumse bahot pyar karti hu, par saath me naha to nahi sakte na ?
omar : kyu ?
mein : arey, log kya kahenge ? munira ko pata chal gaya to.
meine use ha to bol diya par, logo ka aur munira ka hawala diya.
omar : thik hai, hum kal nahayenge ..bas. munira bhi nahi hogi tab.
mein : thik hai. tu chal ab bhag yaha se. muje kaam karne de.
woh muje gaal pe kiss karke chala gaya, par meri chut gunguna uthi.
bas .. muje ab kal ka intjar hai.
thodi hi der mein farooq aa gaye, aur mein khane ki taiyari karne lagi.